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“You deserve better, you know.”

She opened her eyes, locking them with my own. She lifted her head from my palm, leaving me wanting more of her heat. More of her skin. More of her body against mine. She scooted closer to me, letting her hurt hand settle against my thigh again. I swallowed hard, watching her face slowly gravitate to mine as the washcloth slid out from her shirt. Her eyes held me. Pinned me. Rooted me to the couch. And as her breath pulsed against my lips, she shook her head.

“Now that I don’t believe.”

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I snickered. “You should. I’m not good.”

She shrugged. “Neither am I.”

“Don’t you dare talk about yourself like that. You’re the best, Rae.”

“Then so are you.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Aren’t you the one that pointed out just how much we have in common? You know, back when you stalked me at the park.”

I chuckled. “I didn’t stalk you.”

She smirked. “You stalked me a little bit.”

“I really didn’t. I honestly found you by happenstance out there.”

She shrugged. “It’s fine. You don’t have to admit it. But you're the one who said we were more alike than we seemed. So, if I’m worth it, you’re worth it. Logic dictates it.”

“Logic, huh? You a fan of all that nonsense?”

“Am I a fan of basic arguments and winning them? I mean, I am a girl.”

My eyes fell to her lips before I licked my own again.

“Yes. You are a hell of a girl, Rae.”

She scooted closer to me, our thighs pressed together. Heat crept up the nape of my neck as her hand slid up my thigh. Up my abs. Up my chest, until it settled against my shoulder. She had her arm almost around me. Almost giving me permission to wrap her up and pull her into my fucking lap.

Then her eyes fell to my lips.

“Do you have them now?”

I paused. “Do I have what?”

She giggled. “The balls, silly. Do you have the balls now to make the decision you should have made?”

“Depends. Are you giving me a second chance at the choice?”

And as she nodded, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into my lap as our noses nuzzled softly together.

“Yes,” I whispered.

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Raelynn

I furrowed my brow. “Yes?”

Clint nodded. “Mm-hmm. Yes.”


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