Daciana's povLaughing up a storm, I refused to retreat from my stance and we both ended up falling backwards on to the wall. But not before meeting our lips together, kissing our way out the room and into the hallway.The spare room, right next to the second-floor bathroom, was closer than the guest bedroom. With how impatientArnou was getting with his hands, grabbing at my hips, tugging on the hem of my shirt, and latching his thumb around the zipper of my clothes, I knew we wouldn't make it to my old room in one piece.Putting my hand to the doorknob to open it, I struggled to twist it correctly. "Hold on, you're going to make me break something."A thud came from behind the door when I yanked it, using my shoulder to shift the weight out of the way. Whatever was trapped, it had to weight a ton."Let me help."Arnou took over, gaining my spot in front of the door. Behind him, I watched as the muscles under his shirtshifted and contracted, making me lose sight of the original task.
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