"You must understand Anastasia. If we go forward with this I cannot go back. Once I commit to this I cannot go back."
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Matthew had never been me serious in his life.
He set his coffee on the mantle and came over to Anastasia.
He was taller than her, so he towered over her, but not in a menacing way.
He wanted her so badly.
His fingers ghosted over her cheek before pulling away.
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"I can offer you a room for the night."
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Matthew didn't want her to leave but he was unsure of his self-control just now.

"You can try but the snow is coming down heavily. I don't think an Uber would make it out this far."

Matthew got up from the couch and stood in front of the fireplace staring into the flames of the fire.
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Matthew definitely wasn't uncomfortable.

He was trying not to rush things.

"I want to Anastasia. . . .
I don't want to hurt you."

He frowned deeply.

He was thinking certain thoughts and couldn't guarantee he'd be able to hold himself back.
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Matthew blinked when the other coffee was suddenly gone from his hand.
He'd let his mind wander to places he shouldn't have.
He sat down a respectful distance away from Anastasia.
He wasn't sure cuddling was a good idea.
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