Fifty-Three-2

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“I’m trying to behave, and neither of you are helping.” “Why bother?” Ghost chuckles. “I wouldn’t.” Groaning, I shove him back in his chair and stand up. I’ve had enough. I walk straight to her, sliding one arm behind her knees and the other around her back. She blinks up at me, confused and still half-asleep as I lift her off the ground without a word. Ignoring everyone else, I carry her straight out of the main bar and back toward our room where no one else gets to look at her like that. She laughs softly and wraps her arms around my neck, clinging to me as I carry her down the hall. “What are you doing?” I hold her tighter, pulling her body flush against mine so she has no chance of slipping away. My voice drops low, rough with need. “I’m f*****g you, Red.” Her head tilts, that l

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