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“I want to do all the things you told me I can’t.”

A shiver of pleasure races up my spine at the memory of his words and the feel of his mouth so close to my neck, my lips. I want him, and he wants me.

Maybe it wouldn’t matter if we gave in. Maybe our work responsibilities are disconnected enough that it wouldn’t make a difference.

But I know Brayden’s a family man