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He was quirky and kinda nerdy, but could also give it back as good as he got, and something about that scrappy side of him called to me, made me feel comfortable enough to let my walls down.

There was a connection there that went beyond the physical. One I was shit at navigating, for sure, but if he wanted me to meet his parents for dinner tonight, then I guess that was what I was gonna do.

It wasn’t like I hadn’t met them before. They were members of the Elysium, so I’d spoken to them, shaken their hands. But that was before I was sleeping with their youngest son.

How would they react to that? I didn’t have the best reputation in the group.

“Ah, there you are.” Gavin slipped inside my bedroom and came to an abrupt standstill when he caught sight of me. “Wow.”

I glanced to where he stood just inside my door, and felt my breath get caught in my throat. The picture he made was beyond gorgeous—a white dress shirt and slim-fit tartan suit and vest, a look that only he could pull off. It molded to all his lean lines, and in place of a standard tie he had a black bolo that had a big, puffy black flower at the neck’s center.

He’d swept his hair to one side, leaving all his smooth skin on display, and it was a stark reminder that he came from a family of fashion models. A career he could easily step into with how stunning he looked tonight.

“Wow yourself. Never thought wrapping paper could look so hot.”

“Wrappingpaper?” Gavin strolled into my room and did a turn. “I’ll have you know this is an Alexander McQueen.”

I took hold of his hand, pulled him the last couple of steps to me, and kissed his pouty lips. “And I’ll haveyouknow I was joking. You look fucking amazing.”

“Thank you. You look pretty damn amazing yourself.”

Yeah, as long as I don’t pass out from lack of oxygen with this blasted tie.“Thanks. Not my usual getup.”

Gavin smoothed a hand down my lapel. “But it suits you just the same.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

“As you should. I’m the one looking at you, and”—he leaned back and ran his gaze down my black suit and shirt—“I like what I see a lot.”

“Uh huh.” I shook my head. “I look like a stuffed shirt.”

“Hardly. Try a dark, sexy prince, whose mission tonight is to corrupt me.”

I snorted. “That’s some imagination you’ve got. But you don’t need to kiss my ass, you know. I’m coming tonight either way.”

Gavin smirked. “Well, I thought you’d like my lips on your ass when you come, but if not…”

My cock definitely liked that idea, but since I was trying not to make a total ass of myself in front of Gavin’s parents, the last thing I wanted was for us to show up smelling like sex.

So I removed his hand and took a step back. “Ask me that again later.”

Gavin tilted his head to side, giving me another once-over. But this time he zeroed in on my fidgeting fingers as I tapped the side of my legs. His eyes saw a little too much, as always. “Are you okay? You seem a little… Are you nervous?”

“I’m about to meet your parents—what do you think?”

A bright smile lit Gavin’s entire face. “But you’ve already met my parents.”

“Not like this.” I gestured between us.

“And what’s this?” he asked, his eyes all but fucking twinkling at me. But I wasn’t walking into that one. I wasn’t putting labels on things, especially not tonight.

God knew I never got things right—what would make him think I knew what he was thinking?

“Nothing, I just meant dressed like this.”

“Uh huh, sure you did. But there’s no need to be nervous.” He stopped by the door and turned back to give me one last look. “You look perfect. They’re going to love you, just like— Um, hurry, yeah? We’re going to be late.”

My heart thudded under his lingering gaze, because for a moment there, I could’ve sworn Gavin was about to say:Just like I do.

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