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... he cuff of my shirt. "He got himself fired."
She was still staring at me—lips slightly parted, eyes wide, like I’d just confessed to murder. Maybe in her innocent little brain, I had. But that bastard deserved it.
I leaned closer, gripping the headboard behind her, caging her in. Her breath caught. She tried to move back, but there was nowhere to go.
Just how I wanted it.
"He looked at you too long."
"Smiled too wide. And then he touched you. I saw it on t ...
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