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Still wanted me

Winona

I

thought seeing HJ with Sebastian would be easier.

He stood there in that boutique unscathed by my being there with another man. I was certain he had no true feelings except hate toward me after screaming at me to leave the bar.

Not that I cared.

Except that I did. Except that I couldn’t stop thinking of him sliding in and out of me, of how his eyes pulled me in, of how my body gravitated toward him and was repelled by anyone else now.

He was supposed to care a little too. We were supposed to be bound by our inability to bind to anyone else.

So I pushed every one of his red do-not-touch buttons.

“Get the fuck back in the dressing room and change,” HJ said in a low voice.

“What crawled up your ass?” I put a hand on my hip and waited for an answer.

“You’re purposely trying to rub me the wrong way today, Winona.” “Maybe I’m rubbing you just the right way.” I winked at him.

One of his massive hands went to the back of his neck, and he pulled on it hard as he sighed up to the ceili
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