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Melissa's desperate kiss lingered, her fingers fumbled with the fabric of Aiden's shirt as she sought to take it off.

Fuck…her lips on his again reminded him of the last time they were together and it filled him with the deaire to reignite…to experience it again.

But he couldn't, they had not been able to diffuse the trouble that came up from the last time they were together.

He had to resist. So, he carefully pushed her away, creating a necessary distance between them.

"I can't, Melissa," he murmured.

"But Aiden, why?" she implored, " miss you. I can't stop thinking about that last time we were together. I need it again." She confessed, slurring her words.

No way, she was drunk and there was no way she meant any of that. And that was also the reason why he couldn't have anything to do with her.

She was drunk. She was out of her senses.

"Melissa, it's not that simple," she said, "We can't afford to complicate things further. There's too much at stake."

"But Aiden…"

"Melissa, I
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