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Aria's POV How could I focus on anything but that pleasant numbness between my legs? An unexpected relinquishment of passion and pleasure and I was finding it impossible to focus on the way Brooke tried to reprimand me. Especially with the way Steele’s eyes continued to feast on me as she paced the floor in front of us, not to mention the dance his fingers made on the back of my neck in the ruse of a simple recline across the back of the couch. “Are you two even listening to me?” she released a frustrated sigh between sentences. “Look, I am all for the fact that she’s smiling again, but can you keep your hands to yourselves for two seconds so I can figure out how the hell you even got in here?!” Steele’s eyes flashed between us before he moved an inch closer to me, closing his eyes and