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“Really? Tell me more. I wouldn’t know how that feels,” he quips.

“I’m not trying to wear you out. I’m trying to leave you alone, remember? It’ll work better if you don’t lure me in under false pretenses!”

“Didn’t say I minded.” His deep, seductive gravel clinks against my armor.

I shake my head again, taking a step back. “Nope, not doing this. Joke’s over, you can tell JT to come out now. Save me some time, chewing both your asses at once, then I’m outta here.”

He cinches his hold on my hand and tugs me flush against his big, solid frame. “He left, and you’re not going anywhere. You wanted to date, so date. Me.”

“Because you asked so nicely?” I sneer.

He chuckles lightly as he wraps an arm around my waist, resting his forehead on mine. “I don’t ask questions I already know the answer to. You would’ve said no, so I had to get creative. You’re already here.” He rubs the small of my back. “Will you please stay, at least tryto have fun?”

“I won’t have to, I always have fun with you, Sutton. That’s the problem!”

“Why is that a problem?”

“I’ve told you, more than once. At this point, we’re talking in circles,” I groan in exasperation. Big mistake, because naturally, it’s followed by an inhale, bringing with it a gulf of his unique scent — man, a dash of cologne, testosterone, and him — bombarding me, an immediate, sizeable dent in my defenses.

“I’m okay with that too.” He tucks me impossibly closer to him, skimming his nose along my jawline. “Because, circles never end.”

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