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Even as my confidence has steadily grown since my breakup, I still have hang-ups like most women do.
He glances at me across the table at the coffee shop where we’re meeting Morgan and Johans.
“Everything okay?” There’s amusement in his tone. It’s like he can hear my thoughts.
I glance at him, stirring my coffee. “Yes, thank you, Mr. Petrov.”
“I’m sorry that we haven’t had much downtime.”
“It’s perfectly fine. Just being here is a dream come true.”
“We’re going to leave for London tomorrow.”
My eyes flick up to his. “Tomorrow?” I can’t hold the glee from my tone.
I texted Charlize and she was over the moon. I can’t wait to see her.
His top lip curls up and he squeezes my thigh. “Pleasing you may become my new favorite pastime.”
“I’m so thankful, Khristian. You don’t know what it means to me to be able to see Charlize. She’s been a bit down about being in London, I honestly don’t know how long she’ll last out, but it was a lifelong dream of hers to travel.”
He nods like he approves. “I have to look at some locations with Morgan and Johans for the next few days, so take the time off and spend it with her. I’ll book us a double suite at my hotel. She’s welcome to stay.” He lowers his tone. “As long as you can keep your screams down.”
I bite my lip. He stares at me and leans toward me.
“Khristian?” I whisper, glancing around to see if anyone is looking.
Of course, nobody here knows us, but Morgan and Johans could arrive at any moment.
“I don’t care,” he mutters. “Kiss me.”
He kisses me chastely at first, then he grips my chin when I pull away. It’s as if he tried to get away with a quickie but then couldn’t resist. And I fucking love that. His tongue is in my mouth as he deepens the kiss, a promise of what is to come later.
I inadvertently groan as I kiss him back with full force.
When we pull back, we’re panting. Tears almost spring to my eyes at his ferocity.
What is happening here? Could Khristian possibly feel the same way?
I can’t be the only one feeling on top of the world right now, but I’m too chicken shit to ask.
I know Khristian is a womanizer, I just had no idea that it wouldn’t matter to me.
As long as I get to have him.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “I’m not sure I’m gonna get through today without tasting you.”
My heart skips a beat as I try to slow my breathing. My lips bruised from his brutal kiss.
I know I’m going to be feeling that for the rest of the day, as well as the mess between my legs.
I smile, reluctantly turning back to my food. I’m content, and I know I’ve never felt like this before, and fuck it; I’m going to bathe in it for as long as I can.
There is no guarding my heart or anything else.
Khristian is all I see.
Chapter Twenty-Six
