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"I'll think about it."
I threw my arms around his neck. "Don't get all grumpy on me. I like the nice, sweet Noah Hart you were just showing me. Bring that guy back."
"You want nice?" His fingers crept up my inner thigh. "I'll gladly give you something nice. I can't guarantee it'll be sweet, though."
"I'm still wet and sticky from our last go. Give me some time to recover."
Noah almost pouted. It was adorable.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the office with glee.
"Come on, Noah Fucking Hart, show me around backstage like the famous rock star you are."
