She clinked her glass to his, still holding his gaze. Only a table separated them. Would she fit there, in the small place between the edge of the table and Josh, if she were to climb it and straddle him right now? Would he cup her ass with his strong hands? Would he run them through her hair? She was leaning dangerously closer to making a decision and finding it out. What are you thinking?
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