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“Zade?” “Fuck, baby, stay right there. Don’t you fucking move.”
Panting, I turn to find Zade leaning in the doorframe, arms crossed and a smirk on his face. A mixture of heat and pride swirl in his yin-yang eyes, and I can’t help but feel on top of the fucking world.
He smirks. “My girl had it handled.”