"And you want me?" She asked, her voice faltering on 'want'.
"Rachel," he started.
She pouted, averting her eyes.
"Of course I do. More than anything." He finally gave in.
"Then show me."
//
"Tonight," he said reluctantly. "At my place. I at least owe you that."
He was painfully aware of the fact that Rachel was still on his lap.
"What about..."
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