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At some point, Alex had moved to the bed, lay next to her on his
side. His hand moved to her belly. “This means we have two choices. One, try very hard not to be at the same
social events, or two, get the anger out of our systems.”
“Somehow I doubt you are suggesting we throw on boxing gloves and go a
few rounds.” Izzy reasoned, turning on
her side to face Alex. His hand moving
from her belly to her hip with her movement, pulling her close to his body
again. “The idea does have merit,
however, I would hate to have to explain to Derek why his CFO is in a coma.”
Giving her that damn panty dropping smile of his, he shook his head a
little and laughed. “No, I can’t say I
am into those types of sports in the bedroom.
I am suggesting that there is a thin line between hate and lust.” Pulling her leg over his hip, he leaned in
close to her, whispering, “I think you and I have some unfinished business. I
say we finish that business. Fuck each
others brains out a few times. When we
feel we have crossed that line from hate to friendship we stop the bedroom
activities. Parting as friends and
allowing the rest of our group the luxury of not having to worry about
bloodshed every time we share space.”
Alex
Izzy
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