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Because I’ve never had a chance to feel love like this.
And even if it might hurt like hell when it’s over…
I want to put my fingers to this dangerous, forbidden piano and play until the song ends.
CHAPTER14
GREEDY HEARTS
SAZUKI
“I can’t believeyou’re just going to throw away that many roses…”
As she speaks, Dejonae slips her fingers into mine. The slide of her hand against my palm fills me with a heat that rivals the sun.
I never want to let go of this hand.
“How much did you pay for those?” she insists.
I open my mouth.
She turns her face away. “Stop. Don’t tell me. It’ll make my heart hurt.”
I chuckle.
She chews on her bottom lip worriedly.
My eyes linger there.
That mouth—brown and full and ripe for the looting.
On the stage, I could not stop myself from tasting her. She was sweeter than I expected. Softer still. I do not know how many minutes passed while I kissed her. Time, as a concept, seemed distant. Like we had transformed to a plane outside of it.
It was only one of my men walking in on us that pried my mouth away from hers. A necessary interruption. I was enjoying myself so much that I could have easily devoured her for hours.
A sudden silence in the car snaps me back to focus. I notice Dejonae smirking at me.
“Are you going to keep doing that? Zoning out on my lips when I talk to you?”
“Your mouth is distracting,” I admit.
She smiles prettily. I find her lack of pretention appealing. Dejonae knows she is a beautiful woman and accepts all of my compliments with a mixture of grace and confidence.
I rub my thumb over her mouth. Her lips are slightly swollen, fuller from the way I’d bitten them.
“Does it hurt?”
“Nope. But you did rub all my gloss off.” She grazes my lips with her thumb. “It’s a good thing I don’t normally wear lipstick or your lips would be brown by now.”
“I do not have a problem with that.”
“I do.” She narrows her eyes. “I don’t want to leave any clues for people at work to find out about us.”
Heat spreads through my veins. “Are you saying you are open to being affectionate at work?” An image of Dejonae on my desk, her nails raking down my back as I quiet her with a kiss explodes in my mind.
“No, that’s not happening either.”
My eyebrows cinch together.
