Chapter 85

“Do I look like a psychic to you?” I snapped, irritated by the assumption that I’d regret it. I was still a little pissed at his earlier smugness, but I refused to back down now. “I’m not a fortune teller. You want to fuck me? Then let’s do it. We can worry about regrets later.”

He eyed me, his gaz...

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