“What’s the matter, Darius? Afraid I’ll kick your ass and make you look like a little bitch in front of everyone?” I taunted, turning to look up into his black-ringed eyes. His gaze slid over me slowly and heat followed the path of his eyes over every inch of my flesh that they caressed. “Hardly.” “Then what’s the problem?” I demanded. He hesitated for a long moment then shrugged. “I don’t want to hurt you.” My lips parted at that declaration and the sincerity of those words echoed deep down into me with a truth I couldn’t deny. For a long moment we just looked at each other before I
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