CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FIFTY -FOUR*There is still hope*"Yeah..." He cooed huskily as he sauntered past her, brushing her arm, to where the pile of freshly washed clothes was laid and took a big t-shirt and slid into it in one swift movement, his muscular shoulders rippled and flexed in motion, sending shivers shooting up and down her spine. She gulped, silently urging her body to control itself and not be drawn to his sexual prowess. But it was a herculean task as every fiber of her being longed for him. Damn it! Even in dire times like this she yearned to be by his side, to make love to him like the whole didn't matter like Matt wasn't lurking in her house at the present moment. With a grunt, he turned to her and sat on the messy bed. "So....? Why are you here? Did something happen?" He asked coolly, his brows marred with concern. She gulped again and inhaled slowly in a bid to steady her breath. No, she is not going to let him know that the sole reason she was here was bec
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