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I break off the kiss so suddenly it feels painful when I move myself off her with a frustrated groan. Because I don't do this. I don't do casual sex. Honestly, this didn't feel casual with Talia, but I know we've both been drinking tonight. Still, it's way over the line, and we have to continue to work together. Make that, I want to continue working with her. I can't have some decision I made irrationally in the heat of the moment get in the way of what we're trying to accomplish together.
As I back away, Talia looks crestfallen, confused, and upset. She's frowning and biting her bottom lip again. Her stormy blue eyes are staring up at me with a whole lot of "what the fuck" swirling around in their depths. It's just fucking awful.