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And playing with Nastasia was always fun

She was ot that through her pretty little head, I would try to give her what she asked for, but I was only human

Space

My lip curled at the word

When in the history of broken relationships had space ever done any good?

No When a person asked for space, it was the beginning of the end A death sentence

If Nastasia thought I was about to let e have die out, she was crazy So, I did what I could to stay in her line of sight I began to work closer to her, co her, and yeah, I got in her face when she allowed it Not because I was actually angry at her, but because e argued, the sexual tension was through the roof And what better way to make her miss me than to reed me for it

It had been a couple of weeks, and I couldn’t get that desperate kiss out of ot the better of us, but that onlyinto her ass as we slammed back into the wall

Holy fuck

I fought a groan, and Sasha asked, “You good?”

Nope How could I be?

The woman I planned my life around had suddenly decided I wasn’t her forever man

It was the second time she’d done it too The first ti to let myself be fractured by her uncertainty I would make her certain Undeniably so