CHAPTER 22: SARAH
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Sarah dropped her purse and scooted across the bed, trying to get away from Nick, but when he took off his shirt she stopped, her gaze taking in all that skin and muscle. She shouldn’t want him when he was acting like this, but she did. She was embarrassingly wet and she’d die if he found out. Who was she kidding? He was going to find out. They were going to f**k again and her heart raced at the thought. Still, she had to pretend. It made it more fun. She hopped off the king size bed, removing her shoes so she could run.
“Get back on the bed.” He walked to his closet.
“Not until you tell me why you’re being such an ass.” She moved toward the foot of the bed. It was closer to him, but the head was against the wall so she’d have to climb over it to escape.
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