CLAIRE’S POV:The wind has grown sharp, brushing cool against my skin as I leaned against the railing of Theo’s rooftop terrace. I wrapped my arms tighter around myself, not just because of the chill, but because Theo stood so close I could feel the heat of him everywhere.“Why do you always look like you’re about to run?” Theo asked, his voice deep, husky, like it belonged to the night.I let out a small laugh. “Maybe because whenever I’m near you, my heart’s always racing. Running feels like the most logical thing. Especially since you would rather leave me hanging.”Theo smirked, but his eyes were serious, molten gold in the moonlight. He reached out, his knuckle brushing my cheek. “Oh, somebody is not happy with me.”“You left me hanging. You said you preferred me needy,” I admitted, barely above a whisper. “Well, running seems the only logical option.”He tilted his head, studying me. “What if I bend you over and fuck you senseless right now, Claire?”My lips parted, but I didn’t
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