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Caden looked at her over the flask, knowing damn well she could probably destroy him in seconds. He noticed a button had came undone on his shirt, his hand reaching up and fixing it.
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"Don't bother" She said, eyes flickering to his hand. "It's coming off later anyways"
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"Trust me, I know~" He said smoothly, smirking just a little. "Doing so to make you lose your patience later."
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"That won't be hard" She retorted
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"My point," Caden mused, taking another sip.
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She just sipped her drink, eyes roaming him shamelessly as though undressing him mentally
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He caught her gaze, holding it hostage for a moment. "What? Already planning?" Caden teased, chuckling low.
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"Maybe you'll be begging me later. That's all I'm gonna say" She purred
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Caden chuckled, shaking his head. "Begging you," He muttered under his breath, disagreeing.
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"I'm...experienced to say the least. Pays well."
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