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Chapter 86

Author: Isabella
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Sex In The Air.

MIKE

Clara pushed past me and walked to the front. It could either be the beginning of a disaster or the start of something beautiful, which I wanted.

She walked in front, I couldn't help but admire the outline of her perfect body in the dress she was wearing. The sexual tension during the car ride could be cut with a butter knife. She opened the door and we both walked in and then I locked it behind us, never daring to say a word.

Clara sighed tiredly. "Well, here we are. The humble abode for the next couple of hours. Uh, I'll just go freshen up and..." Her voice trailed as she scanned the room.

There was one bed and one bathroom. It was so small and I knew she hated that. "Yeah..." I drawled. "Yeah, uhh- you do that."

I picked my words. She nodded and pointed toward the door and then walked in the direction. I could just let her walk by me.

Or not. Please!

"Clara, wait," I said calmly before grabbing her hand to stop her.

She looked at me and smiled. Her smile soon
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