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17. Desirable Distraction
“Fenrir.” Tamara said calmly. Okay not what she thought he’d suddenly do. She was staying rather still. Here wasn’t where she wanted this to happen and she’d rather get out of this place. He didn’t respond to her saying his name calmly. He did however hike the skirt of her dress up harshly and she moved slightly as he’d let go of her neck for a moment to do so. At her movement he took hold again and forced her back down to the desk.
“Fenrir here isn’t smart. I’m not going anywhere. Just not here.” She said because one, he still looked really dark and she’d like him to not start hurting her. Two it really wasn’t the time or place. He leaned over her and his hand slid up from her neck into her hair gripping it. He moved so his face was close to hers looking at her.
Now.
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