scorching, panty-combusting look that Christian is giving

through his hair, not taking my lips from his mouth. This is

on him again.
But who will I work for now? I frown. I hadn

his call, brimming
with my own joy.

I think Christian

I blurt out. Holy crap - 1 just said that out loud?

His lips quirk up in a half

hand from his thigh. I flinch in an-
ticipation, but

furrows his brow and withdraws his hand, fisting it against his chin.

you crusty and cross.

Ana look forwarcf to it.


swirling round and round,
again and again - non-stop. It

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