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... He tilted his head slightly. "Was I?"
Frustration flared. "Will you stop with the two word questions? Just trust me, please. I can handle myself."
"Fine. Is that all?" he asked, reclaiming her ankle.
"No."
"Godfucking damnit," he muttered under his breath. "What is it this time?"
The irritation was theatrical, but the undercurrent was real. She had been steering him all night. Pulling him toward heat, then shifting the subject. Asking for trust. Mentioning ...
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