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“
No
,
”
I
breathe
.
“
Oh
.
”
He
frowns
.
Okay
,
here
goes
…
deep
breath
.
“
I
want
you
to
make
love
to
me
.
”
He
stills
and
stares
at
me
blankly
.
His
expression
darkens
.
Oh
,
shit
,
this
doesn
’
t
look
good
.
Give
him
a
minute
!
My
subconscious
snaps
.
“
Ana
,
I
…
”
He
runs
his
hands
through
his
hair
.
Two
hands
.
Jeez
,
he
’
s
really
bewildered
.
“
I
thought
we
did
?
”
he
says
eventually
.
“
I
want
to
touch
you
.
”
He
takes
an
involuntary
step
back
from
me
,
his
expression
for
a
moment
fearful
,
and
then
he
reins
it
in
.
“
Please
,
”
I
whisper
.
He
recovers
himself
.
“
Oh
no
,
Miss
Steele
,
you
’
ve
had
enough
concessions
from
me
this
evening
.
And
I
’
m
saying
no
.
”
