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... ike it wanted to escape. Adrien didn’t flinch. His hand still remained firm on my back, his mouth still too close to mine, the heat of his breath brushing my cheek like nothing had happened. Like she hadn’t just walked in.
I started to shift, trying to slide off his lap—because what in God’s name was I doing still sitting there?
His arm didn’t budge.
"Adrien," I whispered, just under my breath.
"Don’t," he said quietly.
His eyes finally opened, heavy-lidde ...
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