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2024-10-29 19:42:56He was talking so fast, he sounded like a crazed man.
“Mike. I’ve told you a dozen times. It was a fling. I’m done. Go away.” I snapped.
“You don’t mean that.” He caught my arm and pulled me toward him. “I can make you feel good.”
His hand was fumbling around near the crotch of my slacks.
I swatted him away and slapped his face. “Back the hell off, Mike!”
“What’s going on!” An authoritive voice boomed from the front doors.
We both turned and looked.
Kane was there. He was standing just outside the front door.
I knew that stance.
His feet were apart and his arms across his thick chest. His brows knitted in disapproval.
“Noth-Not-Not your b-business…” Michael fumbled. Trying to sound bold. Though it came out weak as a fly. He was clearly intimidated.
“I think she’s made it very clear that the answer is no. When a woman says no, you leave her the hell alone.” He announced. Each word carefully enunci
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