Page 100 of Bound By Fire

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I take a deep breath and nod.

“You head out first,” he tells me. “I’ll follow in a minute. No one will suspect anything. Just be yourself.”

He looks fine. He doesn’t look like he just fucked me. He looks together, whereas I’m sure I look like hell.

I nod anyway and turn.

I walk back down the passage toward the main hall. My legs feel like someone else’s.

My panties are soaked through. I’m sure I smell like sex. I’m also a little sore down there, but in a good way.

What am I saying? There’s nothing good about this.

Shit!

My pulse is loud and fast, and I can’t seem to get it under control.

I pull my shoulders back. Ridge is right, I can do this.

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