Jared stood in the doorway.
“What if we just… had tonight.”
I stepped back. Letting him in.
He didn’t even look behind him.
The door clicked shut.
And that was it.
A line in the sand that had held between us for weeks disappeared as he reached for me.
Before I could even process it his lips were on me. Finding what he had been searching for for weeks.
His hands. His rough hands I could feel exploring the shape of my body.
He wanted this.
I needed this.
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