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“
I
wouldn
’
t
dare
.
”
He
shakes
his
head
solemnly
,
but
he
has
a
wicked
gleam
in
his
eye
.
“
Oh
,
I
think
you
would
,
and
I
think
you
do
—
often
.
”
He
smirks
as
I
give
him
back
the
words
he
’
s
said
to
me
before
.
His
eyes
darken
.
“
Please
stop
biting
your
lip
.
You
’
re
in
my
room
,
I
haven
’
t
set
eyes
on
you
for
nearly
three
days
,
and
I
’
ve
flown
a
long
way
to
see
you
.
”
His
tone
has
changed
to
soft
,
sensual
.
His
BlackBerry
buzzes
,
distracting
us
both
,
and
he
switches
it
off
without
glancing
to
see
who
it
is
.
My
breath
hitches
.
I
know
where
this
is
going
…
but
we
’
re
supposed
to
talk
.
He
takes
a
step
toward
me
wearing
his
sexy
predatory
look
.
“
I
want
you
,
Anastasia
.
Now
.
And
you
want
me
.
That
’
s
why
you
’
re
here
.
”
“
I
really
did
want
to
know
,
”
I
whisper
as
a
defense
.
“
Well
,
now
that
you
do
,
are
you
coming
or
going
?
”
I
flush
as
he
comes
to
a
halt
in
front
of
me
.
“
Coming
,
”
I
murmur
,
staring
anxiously
up
at
him
.
