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“Fuck,” he whispered to himself He was in a mess here He wanted her, but he was also pretty daood could coue should have left as soon as dinner was over

“Screw it,” he said harshly, turning fro cold shower and a e

He took two steps and froze

There was that honeysuckle scent again That silky hair blowing in the soft breeze Those eyes that looked at hiue

Sabrina walked toward him slowly, her hands on the top of her dress Her lips were parted, her cheeks were flushed, and she ht before

It was almost like a plea—a soft cry of want and need

She stopped about an inch fro to take his eyes froed her shoulders and the dress fell to the ground

She was completely naked underneath it and in that h fire to have a taste of what she was offering Soht She was different And damned if he didn’t want her so bad he ached

“I’m a selfish bastard”

Teague’s mouth was dry and he didn’t realize he’d spoken aloud until she licked her lips and replied

“Are you?” Sabrina whispered, taking that last step Her soft flesh was pressed against him and she stood on her tiptoes in order to reach his face

“I should leave”

“I don’t want you to”

She was so daedly

“Kiss me,” she said into his mouth