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Christy took a step back to steady herself before letting out a weird wound from the back of her throat. She did not expect that with all she was trying to do to seduce him. She pressed her lips together, charged at him, and wrapped her hand across his neck, pulling him down so she could stare into his eyes. "You do not need to play hard to get; I already want all of you," she whispered, taking out one of her hands from his neck and trailing it down his body. "Play hard to get?" he blinked. His hand went to hers, which was still latching on his neck, and forcefully took it off. "I do not need to play that game with you; if I want you, I can get you, but I have no interest," he said. She bit her bottom lip; she hated that he was right about that. She would run to him if he ever said t

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