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“What if I fuck this all up?”

“You won’t, Mayberry. You won’t.”

I finally relax in his embrace. Because I believe him. I believe that he believes in me.

He presses a kiss to my forehead before moving down to my lips.

“I’m still mad at you,” I say as I try to pull away.

He bites on to my lip and sucks it hard. “Good. Because I would love to have make-up sex.”

Fuck it. I drop the papers in my hand and let him show me just what make-up sex looks like.

11

Noah

“You need to relax,”Anna says to me.

“I’m trying.”

She snorts. “No you aren’t. The test is in two days. You spend every waking minute trying to memorize everything you already know.”

“I can’t fail this again.”

“You won’t.”

I groan as I drop my pen from the notes I’ve written over and over. “I just want it to be over.”

Anna moves behind me and starts rubbing my shoulders. “You are so tense. You need to step away from this for the rest of the day. Relax. Meditate. Do something.”

“I don’t meditate.”

“Maybe you should,” she says as she hits a knot in my shoulder. I moan at the relief. “Mmm. I know just the thing.”

“I don’t think I want to know.”

She leans over me, her red curls falling over my shoulder before she presses a kiss to my cheek. “We’re doing hot yoga.”

“No.”

“Oh come on. It will feel good and relax your mind.”

I pull her hands off my shoulders. “I don’t do that shit.”

She walks in front of me sitting on the table on top of my notes, propping a hand on her hip. “You do realize that is one of my jobs.”

“And you’re great at it,” I admit.

She leans in close so our lips almost brush. “You’ll get to see my ass bending over in leggings, just like I know you want to.”

The thought of that round, luscious ass bent over in my face is enough to make my dick stir.

She smirks at me. “See, I knew you would want to if it was for that reason.”

“I haven’t agreed to it yet.”

“Maybe not out loud. But your face sure did.”

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