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Stalker

“Are you going to sleep like that?” I gesture toward his clothing.

He just grunts, “Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.”

I walk over to him, my heart thudding in tune with each footstep. With shaking fingers, I grasp the hem of his shirt before I slowly pull it over his head. He dips down to help me strip it off his shoulders.

I look up at him, and the chocolate pools of his eyes are smoldering at me. Stubble lines his jaw. He looks so fierce, so masculine, like what I imagine a warrior would look like.

My eyes skate down over his chest that's decorated with an assortment of tattoos. Before I can stop myself, I trail my fingertips over one of the patterns.

I feel his chest tremble under my touch, and I look up to find his eyes watching me intently.

“Sorry,” I say as I snatch my hand back, but he grabs it and holds it to his chest.

“There's nothing to be sorry for, princess,” he tells me before he steps back and undoes his pants, letting them drop to the floor.

My eyes widen when I tak
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