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15 | ALL IT TOOK
JOY
I had no idea what got into me, but the idea of spending the day with Vincent didn't seem entirely bad . . . at least, not at first. I watched him intently as his hand went up, ruffling his hair.
"What should we watch?" I asked, drumming on the table.
He licked his lips and with a flick of an eye, my gaze drifted down to his plump lips. My core tightened, imagining the feel of them between my thighs. Oh my God! What the fuck am I thinking?
"What would you suggest?" he asked.
"Pick a genre," I said, my voice raspy.
"Rom-Com," he said in a breath, and my brows quirked.
"I didn't take you for a Rom-Com guy."
"I love the idea of watching horror movies and having you cling to me while doing so. But I didn’t want to seem too dick-ish.” I burst out laughing at his honesty and he added, “And you didn’t seem like a woman who’s scared of a bunch of ghosts.”
“I’m not,” I said, sh
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