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“What girl?” “The one who looks like she fell out of a fairytale.”
“I know,” he growls, gripping my calf and bending my leg up into my chest. “But I’m not going easy on you, little mate. I can’t.” His gaze drops down my body.
“Erm, yes, he does Rhi. He gives off massive,” she lowers her voice, making it all gruff, “she’s-mine-don’t-touch-her vibes.”
“I didn’t want to leave you. I didn’t want to be away from you. You know the only place I want to be is here.”
“Yes, you do, don’t you? Because you’re mine. All mine. My mate. My pretty girl. And my cock is just what you need.”
“Spencer, you had hundreds of people cheering out there for you today, chanting your goddamn name. Who cares if I was there or not?” “I care,” he says, holding my eyes, his chestnut gaze softening. “I wanted you there.”
