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My cock responds immediately to her throaty voice, but my brain is not registering a word she’s saying.

My name, my name, my name is all I hear.

Maddie, Maddie, Maddie is all I’m thinking.

And then all I can feel is the hot sting of her bare hand on my face.

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MADDIE: Declan. Answer your phone.

MADDIE: Oh for crying out loud. I’m sorry I slapped you. I’m so sorry. It was a reflex. Instinct.

MADDIE: I’m sorry if I hurt you. I’m really sorry. I panicked.

MADDIE: But you need to signal before changing lanes!

MADDIE: I mean, I guess I should have known what lane you’re in. You haven’t exactly been subtle. But there’s a big difference between flirting and kissing. And you’re just so damn slappable.

MADDIE: Declan. Open the door. We need to talk.

DECLAN: We don’t need to talk. And you don’t need to apologize. I’m not mad at you. I should not have done that. You should trust your instincts. That was the right instinct. It won’t happen again.

MADDIE: Declan. Now I feel bad.

MADDIE: It’s not that I didn’t like you kissing me. And touching me. And pulling on my hair. I just need a minute.

DECLAN: Trust me, you’d need a lot more than a minute to prepare yourself for what I’d do to you.

DECLAN: That probably sounded salacious, but I meant it in the other way. A warning. I appreciate that you came here with me. It means a lot. But it’s best we stay away from each other until we have to go to my parents’ house tomorrow.

DECLAN: Is that okay?

MADDIE: Just when I think you couldn’t possibly find yet another way to be infuriating, you prove me wrong again.

DECLAN: I know it isn’t fun, but you know I’m right about this. Good night, Cooper.

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