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“Yeah.” He sagged back on his heels, boneless and shaky.
“I wasn’t sure you’d go through with it,” she said.
“Didn’t mean to,” he admitted. He tucked himself back inside his jeans, zipped them, and then flopped back on the wooden platform behind him, not trusting his knees to hold him up just yet.
“I’m glad you did,” she murmured. “This was…it was really sexy and intimate.”
“Yeah.”
“Mark?”
“Yeah?”
“See you tonight at seven.”
