Chapter 20
Tarot
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SHE KISSED ME back in a way that told me she wasn’t ready to end the night.
“Damn,” I murmured when we pulled away to catch our breath.
“You sure you have to leave?” she whispered, staring up at me, a shy smile on her face.
The only thing I had to have was her underneath me.
I’d been planning on doing some packing, but from the look in her eyes, this woman wanted me, and I sure as f**k wanted her; only a fool would walk away from an invitation like this.
“You really want me to stay?” I asked, now as hard as a rock.
Peyton shut the door and locked it. She turned around and our eyes met. “And if you’re still not sure...”
The next thing I knew, her arms were around my neck and she was pressing her lips against mine.
Peyton
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I DON’T KNOW what came
