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Justin uses the screwdriver to remove hardware from the wall. His interest is focused on the task at hand while I stand there ignored. I grasp that he didn’t know we were being filmed, so maybe I should just leave it alone. I start to walk away, but his voice brings me back.

“He asked me why I turned you down,” Justin says, keeping his eyes on the wall while he works. “I didn’t know about the cameras, but that’s not the place where I wanted to do it. I didn’t want that to be our first time.”

“So the things you said, you meant them?” I ask, knowing I’m being silly but hoping that I’m not.

Justin met my gaze. “You’re worth having, Astrid. And I want to be the one you want.”

I believe him because his expression doesn’t allow for anything else. I stand perfectly still as he approaches me and puts his arms around my waist. Justin tugs me into a kiss, and my mind forgets where I am as it whirls around in my head. He licks my bottom lip and sucks it into his mouth, biting down tightly and sending a tingle up my spine.

“When are you posing for me again?” His breath warms my ear.

“Soon.” I push him back. “But not here.” I turn, knowing he’s watching every step I take out of the door.