I tip my head and drag a single finger down his chest. “It must burn your ass.” He grabs my wrist but doesn’t pull my hand away. “What are you talking about?” “Being attracted to me, even though you can’t stand me. So frustrating to abhor something and want it at the same time.” His eyes flare with surprise before they narrow. “Tread carefully, or you’ll wind up in over your head.” I poke him through his shorts. He’s definitely sporting a semi. I bet if I looked down, I’d see the ridge pushing against the fabric. “Your body betrays you,” I murmur. “What you wouldn’t give right now to be able
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