You have my number. If you ever want to grab a meal, a coffee, go for a hike”—I lean into her so I can whisper in her ear—“or scream my name while my face is buried in that perfect pussy, you just call me.” Her face flushes, and she chokes out a laugh as she takes the phone back. “In the meantime, I’ll keep my distance. Good luck with the new job, Harper. You’ll be great.” I wink at her and turn to walk away. Every cell in my body screams at me not to leave. To go back and talk her into seeing me. Even if there’s no sex at all, I just want to be with her. But I could see it written all over
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