“What’s wrong, Bug. You don’t want to be left alone with me?” His hands landed on my hips, and his fingers pressed in, sinking into my flesh. He was so tall, my head fit into the space underneath his chin. “I-I don’t know what to say.” Stating the obvious was about all my overheated brain could handle. “But you had so much to say before… what was it you called me again?” His voice dipped low, grim amusement coloring his tone. “I don’t remember.” He chuckled. “I think you do.” One of his hands slid around my belly, and my insides trembled. What was he up to? Nobody touched me like this,
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