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Was.
One small word that contains so much promise… so much goddamn promise for me.
“We would need rules if we do it.” Her head shakes slightly. “If we make love. We have to have rules, Rook.”
I’d ask what rules, but who the fuck am I kidding? I’ll agree to them all. Hell, I’ll swear to it in open court if it gets me in her bed.
“Of course, Carrie,” I assure her.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
I spot the server on the approach again, and this time, I need a refill, so I warn Carrie in advance. “I’m going to grab another drink. Are you sure you’re fine with water?”
A tiny smile tugs at her lips. “May I have a glass of champagne? In a way, this feels like a celebration.”
Jesus. She’s so fucking perfect.
“Two glasses of champagne,” I tell the server as soon as she’s next to me.
“Neat,” she says.
Carrie’s smile widens.
“If we crack open the best bottle we have, you’ll have to pay for the whole thing,” the server says. “It’s expensive.”
“It’s worth every penny.” I don’t tear my gaze from Carrie. “We’re toasting to something very special.”
“In that case, I’ll bring the bottle.”
She takes off, eager to grab our order.
Carrie sets both hands on the table. I see the slight tremor in them. I want to reach across and take her hands in mine to quiet her fears, but before I can, she’s raking her fingers through her hair.
I watch silently, my fingers itching to follow the same path as hers.
I imagine her beneath me, her skin covered with a fine mist of sweat, her body aching from the hours I’ve spent bringing her to the edge.
“What are you thinking about?” she asks quietly, breaking into my thoughts.
“You,” I answer honestly.
“It’s okay if we do this, right?” Her voice is low, the tone laced with concern. “If we have sex once, it’s not going to change anything between you and my sister. Your friendship with Declan won’t be impacted. We’ll each go on with our lives, and no one will ever know what we did.”
I rub a hand over my jaw. I was hoping for more than once, but she’s already altering her life plan to give me the gift of being her first. I’m a greedy bastard, but I’ll take what I can get and what she’s willing to give.
“I meant it when I said that what we discuss is none of their business.” I add more, “What we do is none of their business. If you don’t want anyone to know that we’re going to fuck, that’s fine with me.”
Her lips part, and her eyes widen. It takes me a second to realize it’s that word.
Fuck.
It hits her in a way that she’s not completely comfortable with yet, but it’s exactly what I want to do to her. I want it hard. I want her to feel me for days. She thinks a first taste will satisfy her, but I know it will create a thirst for more.
“I want it to stay between you and me,” she says. “It’s private. One time, and we’ll go our separate ways.”
We lean back at the same time when the bartender arrives with the already open bottle of Dom Pérignon.
“What are we celebrating today, Rook?” He glances at me.
