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“I dare you. Touch what’s mine, and you’ll regret it.”

“Oh, I always did like a good challenge.” He reaches for me, but I hop back, smiling, and hobble away, knowing it will cost me later.

Theo’s been very possessive lately. As in, he needs to control every single inch of my body. Not that I’m complaining. He’s shown me how dedicated he is to making me feel wanted, cherished, and loved. And let me tell you, I feel on top of the world. There’s only been one minor disagreement. Okay, it was a total blowout because he took it upon himself to have my entire apartment packed up and moved into his place.

“You can’t just make those decisions for me!”

“Why the hell not? You act as though you weren’t planning on moving in. I asked, and you said yes.”

“I said yes to moving in. I never told you to have a bunch of strangers go through my things! This is you controlling me.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Did you not want to live with me?”

“I do.”

“Then why are you so angry? I wanted to take the stress off you.”

“You took away my choice.”

“To live with me?”

“No, you hardheaded dummy! The choice to move my things out on my terms. To pack my own stuff. To enjoy one last night in a place I called my own. I may not have been there long, but it was mine.”

“So, this is about me taking away the opportunity for you to say goodbye to an apartment?”

“And my couch. Not the point, but I would have liked to have some closure. Close the door to one part of my life and start a new chapter. With you.”

Finally, the furrow in his forehead eases, and his shoulders relax. “Well, what’s done is done. Now, we’re living together, and you’ll want for nothing. Ever.”

“I don’t need you to take care of me. I’m my own person.”

“Fay—”

“I’m helping with rent.”

Theo’s head practically explodes. “The hell you will.”

“And help with groceries—”

“You’ll do no such thing.”

“What kind of streaming services do you have? I’ll cover Netflix, Hulu—”

“Knock it off, Fay.”

“WiFi?”

“Fay. . .”

“If you can print me off the utility bill—”

I’m up and over his shoulders before I can finish my sentence.

He slaps my ass. “How about my cock between these sweet ass cheeks?” I squeal when he spanks me again.

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