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She wouldn’t be drinking that much on my watch.

The dinner bored me. My attention kept drifting to Letty’s toned, silky legs, and I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. I slid my palm over one thigh, hiding my movements underneath the tablecloth. We sat with our backs to the wall, pushed in close enough that no one would see unless they ducked under.

With slow, careful caresses, I rubbed circles over her bare flesh, kneading the soft skin.

Her lips parted, and she tried to pry my hand off, only to find I wouldn’t budge.

She was a temptation I couldn’t indulge in for so long that now I had no way to fight it. All the time apart increased my need and spiked my lust and desire to new heights, the denial sparking a possessive, obsessive drive that could only be tamed by making her mine. In every fucking way.

“Gage,” she whispered, trying to keep the moan out of her voice.

“Yeah, Beautiful?” I asked, sliding my hand to the right, reaching the edge of her panties.

“You can’t,” she began, gripping the arm of the chair when I slid a finger beneath the fabric, teasing the seam of her slit, daring to push through and find the slick proof of her arousal.

“I can,” I growled as I leaned down, whispering into her ear. The loud restaurant blocked us from being heard. “I need a taste.”

I pulled my hand back, lifting it without brushing her skin, and went straight to my mouth, sucking on the finger as she stared.

Her pupils blew wide. Lust darkened the shade of blue in her eyes until I stared into sparkling sapphires.So fucking gorgeous.I needed to wake up every fucking day to those pretty eyes and that tempting mouth.

“So fucking good,” I told her, swirling my tongue before pulling my finger from my mouth, lowering my hand, subtly making my way across her thigh.

This time, she opened wider, letting me have better access.

“So impatient,” I murmured, kissing the pulse point below her ear. “Do you think they’ll notice when I make you come?”

She gasped. “Gage.”

“The taste of you, Beautiful. It’s burned into my brain. I can’t function without it.”

Her legs closed so fast I nearly growled. “And yet you stayed away.”

She shoved my hand to the side, and I let her.

“This conversation isn’t over, baby.” I sat back, picked up my drink, and drained the cup.

“What if I say it is?”

Oh, Beautiful, this isn’t a game, but if you want to play, I’ll win.

I captured her hand, lifted it above the table, and pressed my lips to the surface, stroking once with my tongue. “Challenge accepted, Beautiful.”

Her hand pulled away, but not before I caught the hunger she tried to hide.

Tonight, one way or another, we were hashing this out, preferably with my tongue or lips on her body.

CHAPTER THREE

LETTY

“I don’t need you to follow me around all night,” I snapped at Gage after we entered the first house on our graduation party list. “You can go back to whatever shit you did before that was more important than me.”

His eyes flared. “Leticia.”

Using my full name wouldn’t get him anywhere. I nearly lost myself in his touch until I remembered he left me for two years, and I still had no explanation from him.

“No.” I spun around, shoving him back into the nearest wall. “You can’t just walk back into my life and pretend the last two years never happened.” I had to yell to be heard above the music, which annoyed me.

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