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4: Talia.

"Never." I'm very annoyed at him and yet...I want to crawl into his lap and pout and incite him further. My urges seem to conflict with the situation. Shouldn't I want to slap him, instead of crawling closer and getting right in his face? Because that's where I am. Leaned forward, matching his pose, until our faces are very close together. "Tell me what I'm built for."

"No," he booms.

Though his raised voice makes my insides tremble a little, I stand my ground. Somehow I know he wouldn't lay a finger on me out of anger. But how do I know that? "Then I'll just go get a job at a different casino and find out."

That's a bluff. None of the other casinos answered my résumé submission—which I spent all day yesterday sending out from a Staples off the Strip. I don't lie often, but again, there is something inside of me that naturally pushes this man's buttons for enjoyment. Like I'm supposed to. Like it's the right thing for us.

His gaze is locked on my mouth and he swallows over and over ag
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