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I searched the vast living area. “Where’s the man of the hour?”

“Probably in the kitchen talking to the bartender.”

“Got it. Is it just us?”

“So far,” Jerome said.

And then the elevator dinged and out walked the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.

Her blonde hair fell in waves down past her shoulders and she rocked ruby-red lipstick and a sharp cat eye. A sly smile split across her face as she fucking sashayed across the entryway.

“Jerome, lovely to see you,” the mystery woman said, enveloping Jerome in a hug. Then she pulled away and stretched out her hand. “Hello, Sebastian.”

Dazed, it took me a second to lift my hand to meet hers. “That’s me, Sebastian Steele, and you are…”

“Sister, you made it!” Dominic shouted from somewhere behind me.

Sister?

I stared at the woman. No, not just any woman. Faith Waters.

I, of course, knew the name and just hadn’t made the connection. My brain couldn’t process the idea that this woman was related to my friend.

That made her strictly off limits.

Faith nodded at our joined hands. “Think I could get that back?”

I dropped her hand like a hot potato, flexing my hand as if it had been burned while Faith turned and greeted her brother.

I was grateful for the break, fairly certain I wasn’t getting enough oxygen in my lungs because the damn woman stole my breath. I couldn’t have opened my mouth to speak, even if my life depended on it.

She turned that beaming smile to her brother, and it gave me a chance to take in the sleek dress that hugged her lean curves. She sparkled like a beacon as she moved further and further away from me.

I watched that tantalizing ass sway back and forth as she exited into the kitchen.

Sister. That’s Dominic’s sister.

She was untouchable.

Jerome elbowed me. “Dude, you okay?”

I swiped a hand across my mouth, hoping it would come away drool free. “Yep. All good.” Then I took a gulp of my drink and tried to pull my shit together.

Jerome seemed unaffected by her presence, probably because he knew Dominic would put his balls in a vice if he so much as looked at his sister the wrong way.

I had heard about Faith over the years, but the slight age gap between Dominic and his sister meant they hadn’t spent much time together when we were in college.

Which meant I had never met her before. I damn well would have remembered meeting the woman in front of me.

She must be twenty-one at the oldest.

I rubbed a thumb across my bottom lip as I waited for the bartender to pour me another drink. Dominic had gone all out with a bartender in the living area and a chef in the kitchen.

The man spared no expense where his friends were concerned.

The whole evening I was like a moth to the flame where Faith was concerned. Even when I was talking to Dominic or Jerome, my attention was across the room, wondering about the woman who was busy talking with the chef.

“I think we’re ready to eat,” Dominic announced as I polished off my drink.

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