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She gripped the edge of the sink tightly until her knuckles paled. Then she took one breath, then another. Finally, she spoke.

“What do you want from me Matt Wolffe?” she asked. “You wanted me, you’ve had me. What else do you want?”

His voice was low and deep when he responded. “I want more.”

She dared to look back. He was so tall and huge that his presence dwarfed her already small kitchen