AERILYN'S POV
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My chest against his, my breathing shallow and his steel blue eyes locked on me is what drives me insane.
"I don't care," I try to pull away, but there was no use. He is stronger, he's always been stronger.
"You will lose your job if I report you," he whispers, pulling me closer even though it isn't possible. "Just relax," he breathes, but how could I relax when he lied to get in here with me.
I still, rethinking everything I've ever done.
Perhaps this wasn't the route I was supposed to go down, but it was the only job I could get.
"Fine," I stop fighting him, but he doesn't let me go just yet.
Blaze stares at me, eyes wide as he reads me, and he finally loosens his grip. "If you want a lap dance, then so be it." I reach for his hood that's behind his head, pulling
