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“You did. But he deserved that. I heard what he said. I saw him grab you. You’re lucky we’re in a public setting, Hallie.” There’s a threat to his tone.

Reminding me who he really is.

And why this can’t happen.

But holy hell, the way he’s eye-fucking me right now is so distracting.

“I wouldn’t have been dancing with him if you didn’t piss me off,” I counter.

His jaw ticks.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I roll my eyes and he grips my jaw gently.

“So you keep saying.”

His touch sets me alight.

As I stare into his eyes, there’s a flicker of the man who stole my heart in there.

The one I can’t let go of.

“I’ll keep saying it until you believe me, trouble. I don’t care if it takes weeks, months, or years. You best believe I’ll keep saying those damn words in every possible variation until I prove myself to you.”

I don’t know what comes over me. I press my index finger against his lips.

“Shh. You’re ruining it.”

He arches an eyebrow.

“Ruining what exactly?”

I grin and tug him closer by his tie.

“Kiss me and find out.”

His gaze flicks between my eyes and my lips. I hold my breath.

I want this.

One last time.

To remember what it’s like to be completely consumed.

“Fuck it,” he mutters.

He grabs me by the back of the head and slams his lips over mine.

And I slide my arms around his neck to pull him even closer.

As his tongue dances with mine, his fingers dig into my ass.

I lose myself in the moment.

In Conan.

Chapter 84

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