He could have said a lot of things that I'd expected, but that wasn't one of them. I'm usually running late. I was just suddenly falling backward with Damian on top of me. He was suddenly resting against my ass, and I could feel that he was different there, too.
His lips were soft and full, and he pressed them against mine, firm but gentle. But he didn't. He raised up onto his knees, from where he'd half swooned. If I'd been ready to kill his ass, I'd have yelled for them to get away, but I was still hoping to avoid it.
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