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“You don’t fucking know anything about me,” I snarl, tilting my chin up in defiance. Jake chuckles, dropping his head. Our mouths are mere inches apart, and my breathing stops. “Yes, I do, Stefany,” he murmurs, each word making his breath dance across the flesh of my lips. “And I know all the right buttons to press like no one else.” I exhale a shaky breath and laugh. “Baby, you couldn’t find the buttons even if you had a roadmap or stopped and asked for directions.” — Vari Scott
You don’t fucking know anything about me,” I snarl, tilting my chin up in defiance. Jake chuckles, dropping his head. Our mouths are mere inches apart, and my breathing stops. “Yes, I do, Stefany,” he murmurs, each word making his breath dance across the flesh of my lips. “And I know all the right buttons to press like no one else.” I exhale a shaky breath and laugh. “Baby, you couldn’t find the buttons even if you had a roadmap or stopped and asked for directions.