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She pulls back, but she can’t get away since I wrap my arm around her waist. “W-what are you doing?” Her fearful eyes fly to the door. “Anyone could walk in.” “Not without my permission.” I inhale her scent—soap and a hint of…perfume. “Were you with my sister?” I ask. Her eyes widen. “How did you know that?” “You have her smell on you.” “Oh, right. We had meals together. I convinced her to have breakfast on the balcony. Not lunch or dinner, though. I figured that would be too much for one day.” “Karina went out on the balcony?” “Yeah, and I even have selfies to prove it.” “Selfies,” I repeat. “Aren’t you getting too cozy?” “She’s lonely and wants friends. I understand her feelings, so I’m trying to help. Is there something wrong with that?” “Your tone of voice, for starters.” “Well, I’m sorry I’m not robotic enough for your liking.” I reach a hand out and stroke the cushion of her bottom lip. “This mouth is begging to be fucked.” “You…” Her hot breaths skim over my skin. “You said you