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“If you want him—” He cleared his throat again. “If you still want him …”
“Yeah?” I asked, eyeing him curiously.
“Then that’s too damn bad. ” Mark’s eyes were dark and brooding and more intense than I had ever seen them as he pulled me close. “You’re my girl, Tempest. And this time I’m not stepping aside. This time, I’m keeping you. ”
And then he kissed me, really kissed me, and I forgot the long list of reasons we weren’t supposed to be together. Because Mark was mine too.
And I was keeping him.
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