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I also had enough wits left to understand there was no turning back after tonight. A kiss was one thing; sex was another, especially the kind of sex we’d just had. We’d discarded our inhibitions, and we’d have to face the consequences tomorrow. But right now, as Asher curled his arm around my shoulders and I tucked my head against his chest, I found it hard to care. Tomorrow would always be there. Tonight, it was just us, and I was going to enjoy every second of it while it lasted.
The Striker (Gods of the Game, #1)
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