“You always this tense, or is it It just me?" she murmurs. I don't move. It's you. Her lips curve like she won. But then I step forward, cage her between me and the wall. Her breath stutters. Keep testing me, princess I whisper, voice low. You might not like what happens next. She looks up at me, fire in her eyes. "What if I do?" God help me. I believe her. And worse. I want to find out.
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