“We could be…a couple.” I sit straight up, a jumble of Blair’s words about leading him on swimming through my orgasm-hazed brain. A couple? Shit. Shit. Shit. I should have ended this weeks ago instead of giving him the wrong idea. I knew a friends-with-benefits arrangement was stupid. Damn hormones got the better of me, and now I’m in over my head. “Chase, I told you I didn’t want to risk fucking things up between us. Honestly, things are probably too messy as it is, and I wasn’t trying to make you think this could turn into something more. I’m sorry for making you think we could be…I’m not in
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