~~PEYTON~~“I...I...“ “Don't stutter.” He says, eyes narrow at me, driving every inch of my face to make it terribly hard to speak. His gaze is restricting, confining. Locking me in. I can't say no, yet I'm hesitant about saying yes. I shouldn't say yes, or no either.God, this is so difficult.I inhale a sharp breath, then bite my lips. I swallow. My core is throbbing, my body feels hot. Stupidity hits, and sneaking a glimpse at that thing hard under his pants is only making it worse.He pulls back only a little, fist resting on the table. “You have a minute to think this through and give an answer. If you say no, I'll walk out of here and fire you.“My eyes snap wide. “What?““Yes.” He confirms. “'Cause I can't keep getting tempted by this face every damn morning…” “You’re blackmailing me,” I whisper, the truth a bitter pill. I flatten my hands against the cool table, desperately needing something solid to hold onto."I’m offering you a choice, Peyton," he counters, but his voice
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