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Matteo’s POV: I yanked Emma out of the way so fast and so hard that she ended up falling on top of me. My head slammed down against the sidewalk. I didn’t process any pain, not immediately, too preoccupied with the way Emma’s body pressed up against me. She was all soft curves to my hard muscles. I could feel her chest rising and falling rapidly against my own. Her lips were parted slightly, expectantly, looking so soft and so so f*****g mine. It took more willpower than I cared to admit to keep myself from throwing her in the backseat of my car and f*****g her senseless. I tried to tilt my head a bit to the side. Big mistake. My face scrunched up with pain. “s**t, are you okay?” Emma started scrambling to get off of me, wiggling this way and that, and her fingers brushed against