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You don’t know whether I’m worth the hassle either, Emo Boy. Not yet.” He peers over his shoulder with hooded eyes. “I’m about to fuck around and find out.”
“You’re okay, Josephine. You can go back to hating me in the morning, but tonight, I’ve got you.”
Four sets of eyes bore into me. They each look like they could eat me alive, albeit with very different intentions. Dominance. Heat. Anger. Desire.
His gauges and eyebrow piercing. The tats. He’s my every punk-rock fantasy come to life. Hard and jaded on the outside but so damn sweet underneath it all.
