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"Do you?"

"I hate you so much, and I hate that you keep making me feel things I shouldn't feel," I said, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as I leaned a little closer to him. His pleasant scent saturated my senses, and I bit my lower lip as desire stirred within me. It was dangerous. I was afraid I would give in to the urge to claim his lips if I continued to linger around him.

"Things like what?" He asked, the words almost taunting. It brought ...