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He is acting like a little boy, I think to myself, smiling softly. Probably because he is drunk. God...how much did he have to drink?
I can feel his possessiveness in the way his fingers dig into my waist, not hard enough to hurt but firm enough to claim.
"I’m not going anywhere," I whisper, though I’m not sure if I’m saying it to reassure him or myself.
His hands slide up my back, pulling me closer against him. "Good," he mumbles against my skin. "Because I ...
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