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*Xavier’s POV

The moment those dirty words leave her lips, we ditch the Russo brothers in their posh hotel and rush back home. I find my hands unable to leave Harley's body and we make out in the backseat for the entire ride. Harley laughs when I mutter silent curses to the driver to drive faster.

By the time we reach home, my cock is straining against my pants. Thankfully, Mom and Rose aren't to be spotted when we enter the house, so I grab Harley's hand and we run up the stairs, hurrying to our room. Once in, I do not look back as I lock the door and face Harley.

She is standing beside the bed, giving me a tiny smile as I walk toward her. Her off-shoulder dress presents a great view of her skin, along with the dip of the neckline towards her cleavage. My heart drums loud in my chest when I grab her by her waist, pulling her towards me, and her hands travel up to the collar of my shirt.

"Hey," she giggles.

"Hey, you." I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear as I look at her face.
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