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I need to figure out what I want

Chapter Eleven

Our wild night at the club didn’t stir up ain he was back in the shadows I found myself so distracted by Conrad there were ti I hadn’t been able to do in years

I’s are It’s ives , either Is this just a fling for hi more

“Where’s your head at?” he asks, co up behind me

I’ out theof his aparthten aroundin that direction I can actually see a future with this guy

“Just thinking” I shtly so my lips connect with his

He grins and runs his hand underthe back of ain

“You knohat they say,” heme backward toward the sofa

I giggle as my feet shuffle in sync with his as I clutch onto his shirt to avoid falling over

“Why think when you can act?”

He falls onto the soft cushions, pullinga knee on either side of him I can feel he’s hard and that excites ainst him

Just then, his phone beeps Groaning, he lifts me off his lap and stands up His brow creases as he checks his e

“Shit, I have to go”

“A case?” I guess, trying to hide my disappointment