pigtails?” I asked innocently. “So that you can pull on them whenever you see me?” “Be careful what you wish for, Roxy,” Darius warned, reaching out to take my hair into his grasp. “If I pull on your hair, you’ll be screaming my name in response.” He tugged just a little and I snorted dismissively. “Why don’t you let that little fantasy keep you warm while you’re sitting in my chair?” I asked, shifting aside and gesturing to the seat he wanted me to vacate so badly. Darius narrowed his eyes at me as he dropped his hold on my hair and folded himself into my seat, leaning back and spreading his
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