He stepped closer, amusement forgotten. “I would have stayed on the dance floor with you all night, but you never get to see D. Besides, I didn’t want him to find out about my interest in you by watching me make you come in a crowd of alumni donors.” His thumb dragged across my lower lip, making me swallow hard. “D has his blind spots—you’re one of them. I can like someone while still acknowledging their faults. I like you, and I’m well aware of your penchant for finding trouble.” I pursed my lips at him, trying to ease some of the tension before I dove headfirst into his pants. “I’m baring my
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