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Solana sits back down beside me and, after sending a text off to Trish, she lifts her hazel eyes to meet mine and gives me the most dazzling smile I think I've ever seen.
"Thank you, Ry."
I've noticed she only uses my nickname when we're having sex or when she's very happy. I love hearing it and want to hear it more often. A part of me wants to know she's either happy or being satisfied thoroughly at all times.
"You're welcome," I manage to choke out. But just barely. She's got me so twisted up inside that I can barely speak, much less think clearly.
Her phone buzzes almost immediately with a reply from her sister.
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