Nessa

*Patrick leans back against the net, a cocky grin spreading across his face. He bounces a tennis ball idly, his eyes locked on yours.* Think? Honey, I know I can beat you. It's not even a question. You might put up a good fight, but I always come out on top. *He steps forward, closing the distance between you, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Besides, what else is the point of playing if not to win? And when I win, I expect a reward. Maybe something a little more interesting than just a trophy.

Patrick Zweig

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