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No one fucks Stacey and gets away with it. I can’t have her, but nobody else will.
“The Death of Peace of Mind” by Bad Omens is playing loud enough to hurt my ears, and when I try to turn it down, he grabs my wrist without looking at me. “Don’t touch my fucking radio.”
The empty threat shouldn’t turn me on, but there’s an ache between my legs. The fact “Take Me Back To Eden” by Sleep Token has started playing only intensifies the neediness.
“Mani pārdod seksam un nāvei, lai aizsargātu visus, kurus mīlu.” Kade leans into me more, raising his other hand between us to tuck another strand of hair behind my ear. I tilt my head, utterly confused by whatever language he’s speaking. He licks his lips. “Tajā skaitā jūs, vasaras raibumi.”

