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I smiled. “You know that song by George Harrison-”

“Which one?”

“I think it’s called Something.”

Her eyes grew wide and she swallowed.

“Do you know it?”

She nodded. “That’s a beautiful song.”

“Well, I don’t know if you’re familiar with the lyrics or-”

“I am.”

“Well, that’s how I feel about my friend.”

“Shit.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

I pulled up in the semicircular driveway at the base of the shiny sky rise.

“Is this it?”

“Yep.”

One of the valets stepped off the curb and opened the door for Lucy while I slipped my keys into another’s gloved hand. When I joined her on the sidewalk, she looked a little pale.

“You okay?” I asked, sliding my hand across the small of her back.

She looked up at me and nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”

When the elevator finally came, I stepped in after her and felt a strange tension in the air between us. I knew she took her song lyrics seriously, but I hadn’t meant to freak her out. I was only trying to put her at ease so she knew I hadn’t just brought her on a date because I wanted to fuck her. This was about more than that for me.

Sure, I wanted to make her wetter than she’d ever been, to inflict so much pleasure on her little body she had to fight back the tears. But I also wanted to spoil her, to see if I could make her feel as rich as her friendship had always made me feel.

“Ta da,” I said when the doors opened.

“Wow,” she said, stepping off the elevator. “What a gorgeous place.”

The roof was covered in light wood furniture, and thin white drapes hung strategically between the tables, creating the illusion of privacy between them and shielding the diners from the breeze off the lake. But the curtains were barely noticeable once I saw the stunning view of the city from so high up.

I stepped up to the podium and smiled at the hostess. “Good evening,” I said. “Reservation for Aiden Briggs.”

“Right this way,” the woman said, sliding two menus from a stack beside her.

I gestured to Lucy to lead the way, watching her short dress swoosh around her ass as I followed her to the table.

Before taking a seat along the restaurant’s perimeter, Lucy made a beeline for the edge of the roof. The sight of the gentle wind blowing her hair and her skirt while she stood in front of the city skyline put a lump in my throat.

I stepped up beside her. “What do you think?”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to impress me.”

“And if I was?”

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