*Mature content (18+)
Continued from chapter 18.
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"Mary" Theo's soft voice pulled Mary out of her criticizing thought. Her gaze snapped to meet his.
Theo sighed and ran a hand through his hair as his eyes darted up and down her body. It was as if he was still fighting his lust. Why? She was there. She was willing.
"What is it you’re fighting, Theo?" she wanted to ask but she stopped the words from rolling out her tongue. She stepped up to him once more and lifted onto her toes until their lips brushed.
“What is it?” She said softly.
His fingertips glided over her waist before he forced his hands back to his sides. “I need to know I’m not taking advantage of you.”
She let out an amused breath of air, shaking her head and grazing his lips in the process. “It appears as though I’m
