“Aspen,” he barks when I head for the staircase. “What?” When I turn to look at him, I see he’s already charging toward me. I take a step back, but he takes a step forward, cornering me into the wall. His dark gaze lingers on my mouth as he trails a finger down my cheek. I flinch because the gesture is so gentle and I’m not used to that from him. “What are you doing?” I question. “You told me I could have whatever I wanted earlier.” My pulse quickens when he fists my hair, drawing me closer. His breath brushes my lips. It’s a teasing whisper of a caress that has my nipples pebbling
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