I leaned back in my chair as the serving staff worked to gather everything from dinner and a warm hand landed on my thigh beneath the table. Darius’s grip tightened as he leaned close to speak to me and I felt a silencing bubble slide over the two of us. “I thought you knew better than to bait my father,” he growled in my ear, his stubble grazing my jaw as he leaned in close enough to make a prickle of heat run down my spine. “Do you have a death wish or something, Roxy?” “Why?” I breathed, turning just enough to catch his gaze in mine. The space between our mouths barely existed at all as I
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