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๐—” ๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐˜: ๐˜ผ ๐™‹๐™ง๐™ž๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™๐™ž๐™ง๐™š, ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ. 5

“He chuckled, the sound of which, in the silence, amplified and reverberated down to her core. So darn sexy.

“Thank you.”

“Your welcome,” she beamed back, her smile reaching her eyes. “And thanks for the apology, but, if you don’t mind, now that we’ve cleared the air, and there are no hard feelings, I need to be heading home. I’ve got a hell of a lot to think about.” Ree traipsed back to her shoes and managed to slip them back on without giving away how wobbly and dazed she actually was.

He nodded, his brow knitted, contemplative, “Is there nothing I can do to make you stay?”

Her eyes flicked to his, as an awkward weighted silence battled in the air. Her heart started to pound so hard, she figured he could probably hear it from across the room. ‘But what’s a girl to do โ€ฆ’

“I don’t think that would be a good idea, do you?” She replied, stepping to her coat, without waiting for his comeback. She slipped it on, tucking her clutch under one arm. “I have a big gig tomorrow, Rex. I’m sure you can appreciate wanting to get some beauty sleep.”

Pushing off from the window, he swiped his phone and gave firm instructions, switching back to French. By the time he ended the call, they were now standing close, so close that Ree had to look up to catch his eyes.

“Let’s get something straight, Miss Dristlan. I’m through with tolerating missed opportunities, and letting others screw things up for us.” He leaned in to cup her cheek, his tone suggestive, his touch, electric. He was so near, as he spoke. Ree could feel the brush of warm air reach her lips, sending heat radiating across her cheeks and down her neck to spark tingling in her breasts. The heat of his body then brushing hers, further exacerbated her inability to think straight. “Trust me when I tell you, ‘I appreciate every damn thing about you.”

His other hand came to rest at her back and he gently coaxed her to him, until their bodies connected, melting into each other with familiarity like sweet warm honey.

“Is that so?” Ree’s voice quivered under the strain of their conspicuous horniness.

“Yes, it’s so,” his gaze dropped a touch more and hovered over her full lips. ” A Private Fireยฉ 2020 L. S. Bergman

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