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Caden hesitated for a second, her tone and closeness racking his brain. "N-No, I wouldn't mind at all."
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"Stuttering now, are we?"
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"What? Who m-me?" He said quickly, heart beating quicker and quicker as his gaze flicked to her lips then back to her eyes.
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She ran her hands up his chest and shoulders before looping her arms around his neck
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"Is it just me or is it a little...warm?" He asked, seeming to want to back out of her closeness as his arms automatically looped around her waist without him even realizing.
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"A bit" She agreed with a smirk
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"Yeah might just...need this off." He mused, tugging at his collar a time or two.
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"Show me your room first. Manners, sir" She scolded, more a breath than anything as she kissed his neck
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"That can wait, it's not even noon yet." Caden protested, checking his Rolex and confirming on the time.
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"Rude" She said, just teasing him with it evident on her face. "Want to help me replace the oil in the bugatti?"
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