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He pushes me away with the jab of his finger and swaggers toward me in time with the music. I push back and chase his retreat. When the chorus hits, he drops to the floor and slides on his knees. Before his hands can start roaming up the sides of my thighs, a tight grip on my arm yanks me out of his reach.
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Sinners Atone (Sinners Anonymous #4)
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