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The kiss deepened before I could think twice about it. Kesley made a sound against my mouth, surprise and recognition tangled together, and her hands found my shoulders, fingers curling into the fabric of my shirt like she needed something to anchor her.

I walked her backward until her spine met the edge of the desk, and the files I'd been studying scattered sideways, forgotten.

"Leo," she breathed, breaking the kiss just long enough to get my name out.

"Tell me to stop." My mouth was already at her jaw, tracing down to that bruise I'd left on her collarbone, pressing against it just hard enough to make her...