“I need a solid answer, Blakely. Do you want him?” From the way Halsey holds his breath and grips my waist so tightly, it almost feels like my answer rests heavily on his heart. I wet my lips delicately, then say, “I don’t want him.” He slowly nods and whispers, “Then you’re mine for the night.” And before I can ask him what that means, he leans down, closing the space between us. To my utter shock and surprise, he gently presses a kiss to my lips. It’s so faint, so featherlike, that I almost feel like I’m imagining it until a bolt of lust spikes through me, awakening a sleepy sexual beast
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