The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

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Halsey's legs wobbled, and although her arms were still wrapped around Dwight's neck, her delicate body went soft against his chest.

Dwight's arms tightened around her slender waist. He lifted her and pressed her gently against him,

Halsey's face turned bright red as she pushed him away.

Their lips parted, and Dwight looked at her, her lips glistening from the kiss. In a low voice, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Halsey's big, watery eyes flickered nervously, and she quickly glanced at his pants. "You're pressing against me." Dwight froze, unsure of what to say.

Halsey, to her surprise, noticed a faint blush spreading across his face. She never expected someone as stoic and cold as him to blush

She smiled mischievously. "Are you blushing?"

"I'm not," he replied quickly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You're definitely blushing!" she teased, reaching out as if to touch his cheek.

Dwight moved back slightly. "Stop messing around."

Halsey leaned in close to his ear, her voice dropping to a soft whisper. "Do you want me to help you like last time?

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the last time-they were in his room, on his bed, and she had insisted on watching the video with

was asking him if he wanted her

large, beautiful eyes that glistened

said

was determined. Standing on tiptoe, she

hands wandered

and serious Dwight, now looking disheveled, his eyes red-rimmed as he gasped for breath, his will nearly

him, and it was

of him. Every time it happened, she felt a

in

have feelings for me?"

dimly lit hallway, with no one around.

face buried in her long

asking Dwight whether he had feelings for

breath was uneven, and after a

pressed on, "Is that a yes

frustrated with the teasing, the sound of her voice driving him wild. He couldn't take it anymore. Without another word, he

was now looking for Halsey. After searching

"Bebe? Bebe?"

There was no response.

his subordinate.

his