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“I’ll stay for a few more hours.” She nods toward the table. “Is that pasta pomodoro?”

I don’t take my eyes off of her as I answer. “It is.”

She inches forward on her bare feet to get a better look. “With lemon grilled shrimp on the side?”

“That’s your favorite.”

Her gaze locks on mine. “How did you know?”

I close my eyes briefly before a ghost of a smile shoots over my lips. “I overheard your sister ordering take-out once. She was picking it up on her way home when she lived with you.”

Her fingers touch my jaw. “You remember a lot about me.”

Because you’re remarkable.

I ache to say that but I motion to the chair beside mine. “Sit and eat because I want to eat you.”

She moves to take a seat. “This night has been incredible.”

I sit next to her, reaching down to tug on her chair’s leg to bring her even closer to me. “A remarkable woman deserves a thousand incredible nights like this.”

Her mouth curves toward a grin. “Maybe we can have one more night like this before we…”

“Yes,” I interrupt, not wanting to hear her say that we’ll eventually part as just friends and go on our merry ways to fuck other people.

I’m already lost to her. It’s not just the sex. It’s her.

“We’ll have another night just like this, Carrie.”

“Soon?” Her eyebrows jump up. “Very soon?”

Tomorrow isn’t soon enough for me. “Very soon.”

“Good.” She rests a hand on my knee. “When I imagined my first time, it never looked like this. I never thought I could feel like this. You’ve given me a gift I can never repay.”

My hand shakes as I grab hers to slide it partway up my thigh. “You’re the one who gave me a gift, Carrie. I’m honored that you chose me to be your first lover.”

“You’re my first lover,” she whispers. “After what I felt in the bedroom, I know I made the right choice. Thank you, Rook.”

I swear to fuck that my heart is splitting open in my chest. She’s too good to me; too good for me.

“Let’s eat.” She tugs her hand free. “I worked up a pretty big appetite, and something tells me I’m going to need a lot of energy for what comes next.”

I turn and smile.

“Get it,” she whispers. “It’s a pun. What comes next is going to be me.”

I move to press a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth. “You will come next, over and over again.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

Carrie

He flattens his tongue against me to enjoy long, leisurely licks of my already sensitive pussy.

I tangle my hands in his hair, desperately trying to yank his head up. “Rook, please.”

A deep chuckle rumbles through his body. I watch as it vibrates over the muscled planes of his back. “No fucking way, Carrie.”

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