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Of course you don’t, my subconscious told me. Oh, yes I do, I argued back. Of course I wanted to shake Holden. His ring wasn’t on my finger. I had to shake him and the spell he put on me. David hung up the phone and turned toward me. ‘Did you want to go get some ice cream or something? I know you ate lunch with Lara already…’ ‘Actually, I was hoping we could have sex.’ He did a double take as if he was checking it was me sitting on his couch. He scratched his head, looking mildly uncomfortable. ‘What?’ Honestly, I did a mental double take, as well. What was I really doing there at David’s office? I kept telling myself I wanted him, but the part of me that was keen on telling the truth said I was there to prove a point. I had to prove to myself that David and I were meant to be together. I had to prove I was imagining the chemistry between Holden and me. ‘Yeah. I was hoping we could have sex.’ ‘Here? In my office?’ ‘Yeah. You scared?’ ‘No,’ he said, moving past me to lock the door..

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