"It was a long time ago, Michaelangelo. Just let it go."
He closed the distance and wrapped his hand around Larissa's slender neck. His feverish breath steamed the night air around them. "You two had a lot to talk about." He squeezed tighter, making her flinch, "What was the special occasion?"
Larissa gulped for oxygen like a fish on dry land.
"You don't need him. We clear?"
She nodded.
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