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“Four.”

My stomach dropped. “Five. There are still a few hours until it’s even considered five days.”

“You got a mouth on you, Jess. Someone needs to teach you that your mouth is gonna get you into trouble. Four.”

A ragged breath ripped from me, and he smiled.

“Is that a problem? Are you saying you can’t get my money? Because you got a client that’s obviously fucking loaded.”

“AJ, you gave me a week. Let me have that week.”

He groaned and sank his body against mine. “Say my name again.”

I ground my teeth together.

His hand clenched tight around my throat and shoved my head roughly against the door. Pushing up on my jaw so I was staring at the ceiling, he brought his mouth to my ear. “I dream about this body.”

You’ll never get your hands on me again, you bastard.

My entire being was screaming and thrashing, trying to get away from him and his words.

From his voice.

From the memories.

“Three days.”

A strangled cry escaped my lips, and he laughed in response.

“You could always beg.” He slowly shifted my head down, his eyes raking over my face again and again. When I didn’t attempt to speak, he nodded. “Didn’t think so.”

He released me roughly and looked at me pointedly, waiting for me to move from the door.

I wanted to run.

I stared him down for a few seconds then slowly stepped away.

“I’ll give you four,” he murmured when his men headed for the door. “Every time you go back to Wake Forest, I’m taking a day off.”

I didn’t respond.

There wasn’t a need to.

I was never going back there.

Don’t stop.

Don’t stop.

I let my head slowly roll back to rest against the wall I was leaning on that evening and bit back a curse when the black SUV slowed to a stop ten feet away.

I forced a smirk as I took my time to walk to where the driver waited, facing straight ahead as he always did.

I almost laughed, but my stomach was churning.

Weak. So, so weak.

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