My eyebrows hike up. “You missed me?” A small, put-upon groan expands her throat. “Oh my god, never mind.” But before she can flee, I trap her against the car, not even trying to tamp down my smirk. “What did you miss?” She pulls a face, but I don’t miss the way her eyes glaze over when I bend down, dragging my lips against the warm curve of her cheek. Swallowing, she fists a hand in my shirt. “Your insufferable ability to turn the smallest gesture into emotional blackmail?” Humming, I argue, “Although I’m good at that, I don’t think that’s it.” I nose in below her ear, sucking a gentle bruise
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