“Excuse me, darlin’, we need to get past,” I say. “Oh, sorry.” She steps back, flustered, and moves to the side and keeps walking. Stephanie’s hand slips from mine, and I immediately turn to face her. Her nostrils are flaring, her eyes are daggers as she crosses her arms over her chest. “What?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. She steps closer and pushes against my chest so my back is against the wall. “Call another woman darlin’ again, and neither of you will be walking out of here alive,” she says with a straight face. It makes my cock twitch, her being possessive like this. “I hear you. No
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