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He’s tre like a volcano about to explode

“Are you okay?” Iup

“No,” he snarls “Not one fucking bit”

I stand up and walk to hih I can smell the musky manly scent of him

“What’s wrong?” I ask

“I think you know,” he snarls, walking even closer to h to touch my face My heart pauses My skin riots with a thousand sensations “It has so”

He leans down, bringing his face closer and closer to mine

Chapter Nine

Damian

I’ve tried to fight this all daht

Sitting withon the floor between my feet, Sparky curled up in the bathrooht it

I told myself that it’s not fair, I just saved her from a psycho criminal

We’retoo fast

I’ unnecessary pressure on her

Blah-blah-fucking-blah

None of it rang true inbreasts and those hips ht about hoide and spunky her eyes would get when I plunged into the sweet juiciness of her pussy

Not when I closed iness of it

Not when I thought about the sassiness, the character in her voice, her quick wit, her … her fucking everything

And then I heard her , and I knew I had to charge over here

Maybe part of h, when I htmare

But as she stands in front of ht it anymore

“Do you have any idea—”

I turn around whip-fast when sos on the door, three consecutive hammers that feel like they make the very room tremble

Fuck

I hold my hand up for Dakota to re a silent thanks that Sparky hasn’t decided to start barking He’s usually good about noises and things like that, but with an excitable young dog, it’s always hard to be sure