“Okay. So, you’re here because?” “Are you serious?” I hiss at him, stepping close enough that my thighs butt up against the wide oak desk. “You fucked my brains out. Like I am literally brainless now. You told me my hands belong in yours for crying out loud. I can’t stop thinking about it. And about you. And it’s all driving me crazy. What am I supposed to do now? I haven’t heard from you at all. And I just need to know what this is so I can organize my life accordingly. And that’s what I came here to ask you, but you’re sitting there looking like Professor Pornstar.” Stefan’s face slowly
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