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When he tried to touch me, I batted his hands away, which made him frown. “I don’t get to say anything?”
“No, you don’t. You’ve been having sex with another woman for a year. I think that’s a pretty loud statement.”
Dominic was beautiful in the same way as a rolling storm—fascinating to watch,
and almost impossible to look away from, but equally dangerous.

