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#25 - I Don't Need You
Adrian I was officially a caveman. With every sip of her beer and every sway of her hips, showcasing those alluring curves I desperately wanted to get my hands on, I felt the protective beast in me roar to life. I had an overwhelming urge to stride over to the dance floor, scoop Lily up, and whisk her away from the prying eyes that seemed fixated on her every move. What the hell was she doing? Even as the question registered, I knew. She was still mad at me; I could see it in her eyes the moment she grabbed that beer and seductively swayed onto the dance floor, drawing countless eyes to her curves. That didn't mean I hadn't been caught off guard, though. The damned display had left me rushing to the counter and snagging a beer for myself and downing it to douse the fire she'd lit in me.
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