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Normally—I see something I want—and I go and get it. It’s how I’ve always been. It’s how I’m wired. The one exception to that rule? Elise Parrish.
My heart starts to beat faster as she grins up at me. Well damn, I didn’t know I still had one of those.
I’ve always been a little too enamored with him—his
“Tell me what you need,” I whisper, placing my hands on his waist. He feels so solid beneath my palms.
“You,” he croaks out, voice raw. “On the bed.”

