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He pulled back, and she turned, leaning against the door as she peered up atme”

“Alill be”

“You sound so sure”

“What we have is soirl I know that I’ with o”

She gripped the edges of his cut “You know I feel the same way But you didn’t come here to worry about me”

“I will alorry about you I don’t want you to think this is all about what you can do for me”

She placed a finger on his lips “You show me that daily” As she caressed the side of his face he leaned into her gentle touch “Now telllike you’re ready to drop”

The concern on her face char more than pain, worry, and stress Her lips beckoned hih rationale He pressed his lips to hers,at the softness and the way her body pressed into his She buried her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as he tilted his head and traced her lips When they parted, he slipped his tongue inside; she tasted like chocolate and coroin His pants grew tight

They surfaced for air, and he gripped the silken strands of her hair, resting his head against hers

“Shit”

“Uh huh,” she mumbled

“I would apologize, but I don’t feel sorry”

“Good, I’m not either,” she said

He snickered, the, groaned He had things to say that couldn’t be put off

“Let’s go talk on the couch, hot lips”