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commitment and care. If they both couldn’t give it that for any

reason, then it was best not to stay and wait around to cause

and experience heartbreak.

“Thank you for saying what you did,” Adalynn whispered

as she leaned forward. She turned her chair, and since Cassia’s

hand was still wrapped around hers, Adalynn pulled, and

Cassia went.

They stood and half fell together. It wasn’t graceful or

clumsy, but a combination of both. Adalynn buried her hand in

Cassia’s hair so she could guide her closer and Cassia wound

around Adalynn’s body, twining their legs together, their hips,

their chests, and their arms, until there was no space between

them, and then she let Adalynn claim her mouth with a passion

that was all heat, desperation, and potent crackling electricity.

Chapter 16

Adalynn

There were things that Adalynn was unable to stop, things

she knew would make her control snap. Like what she and

Cassia were doing now. Her body was wrapped around

Cassia’s, one hand already dipping to the edge of her shirt and

pushing it up, stroking her fingers along smooth, heated skin.

Her fingertips buzzed with electricity just from touching

Cassia and Adalynn knew how dangerous that was. She should

stop. She should keep talking, figure things out, make sure

nothing went too far before they were more than just, well,

were they even friends? They hadn’t talked about a

relationship. Cassia was her employee, for God’s sake.

“You’re overthinking it,” Cassia panted. Her hand swept

over Adalynn’s shirt, clutching at her waist, pushing it up in a

mirror image, her fingers playing along Adalynn’s stomach,

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