“You’re wrong,” I hissed, taking a step back. “I don’t want you, Nicholas. You’re a self-serving prick, and I—” He moved then, cutting off my words as he stepped in front of me, blocking my path. His eyes raked over me, unapologetically lingering on the curve of my waist, the slope of my neck. “
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