“Why did you sleep with me?” If she was going to insist, he might as well ask. She blinked, surprised, and closed her mouth before answering, “Because I wanted to. Why do you think I slept with you?” He didn’t answer. “Dionysus.” She spoke his name like a command. “You said you wanted to thank me.” “Because I am grateful for what you did,” she said. “I’m not sure I like when you say that,” he said. Her brows lowered. “What?” He averted his eyes. “I’m not sure I like when you kiss me or fuck me and tell me you’re grateful.” “You don’t like it…but you fucked me anyway?” Her tone set him on edge.
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