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“Oh yeah?” he flashes me a crooked smile sending my heart into palpitations.
God, that busted lip makes him even more…
“You’re doing it again.”
Are you serious?
“Sorry.”
“Don’t joke around. You can stare at me as much as you like and for as long as you please.”
I’d be happy not to look at anything else for my whole life.
“Riley…” he starts, but then doesn’t say anything.
My name vibrating on his lips is enough for me - full of meaning and passion and desire. His deep, penetrating eyes are enough for me. His crooked smile is enough for me.
A few withheld breaths are enough to make me understand that this won’t be a one-time thing.
