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PIPER

Timofey freezes with his fingers half an inch from heaven. “For fuck’s sake. You need a new ringtone.”

“Oh.” I blink out of the lusty haze and look around. “That’s my—my phone. That’s my work ringtone.”

I start to get up, but he pushes me back into the mattress. “Ignore it.”

“It’s from my ...