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“Fuck you,” I screamed at Greg and slapped him across the face. I threw my hands in the air and stepped off his feet, making my way across the club on the nasty-ass ground, not caring how crazy I looked.
Footsteps came up behind me and n arm wrapped around my waist.
“With pleasure.” He spun me around, bringing me flush against his body, my hands reached for him on instinct, gripping the back of his neck. Greg’s lips crashed against mine, sucking the air out of my lungs. Holding back this time wasn’t an option. It shouldn’t have ever been an option between us. I let the kiss devour me, devour us, as we slipped into oblivion, not caring who the fuck saw.
