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Chapter 7: It's Complicated
The first thought that crossed my mind was… Was he Australian? I couldn’t help it. Don’t call me prejudiced, it was just that Australians called eachother ‘mate’ a lot. But then again, he didn’t have the accent, so what was he talking about. Then I realised I had been gaping at him for half a minute and Trystan was on the floor. I should help him. “Ryan, what the hell?” I gasped, pushing him away from me, but his grip was so tight on me, I could feel his fingers digging into the skin of my waist. I didn’t really know what to do, because he was too strong for me, all muscles and strength. I closed my eyes, and tried to think of a different way to make him let go. “Mine,” he muttered into my neck, making me bite my lip. He was really possessive all the sudden, and I didn’t like that.
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