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... she lifted a hand, palm out. "Greg... don’t," she warned, though her voice lacked conviction.
Greg smirked, his eyes dark with mischief and desire. "What’s wrong, Cammy? Are you afraid of me now?" he teased, taking a slow, deliberate step closer.
Her heart pounded, her body betraying her despite her brain screaming at her to run. "We have work tomorrow. It’s already late. If you come any closer... you know this won’t end well," she tried to reason, though the shaky breath she too ...
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