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“He’s attracted to me.” I lift my shoulder nonchalantly. “But he’s made sure not to cross any lines…”
“And now there are no lines to worry about,” Sofie says excitedly.
The girls turn back to see if we’re coming and we walk a little faster.
“We work together…and you and Theo are the closest people in our lives, so if it went south, it’d be awful—”
“Or it might be the best thing either one of you have ever experienced in your life,” she finishes.
I fan my heated face. “I just got out of a marriage. Do you think it’s too soon to go out with Wyatt?”
“Cash was never right for you, and it was over long before now. You deserve someone who worships the ground you walk on, Marlow, and the look Wyatt gave you earlier…what if he’s that guy?”
I look at her skeptically and her smile just grows wider.
“Don’t be scared to give him a chance.” She leans in closer and puts her hands on my face. “If you have feelings for him, put me and Theo and any other concerns you may have aside, and go for it. Okay?”
I nod slightly, and she does another excited little leap before we rush to catch up with the others.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
PALM KISSES AND LACY MYSTERIES
WYATT
I’ve had a semi throughout the best meal I’ve had in a long time and it has nothing to do with the food.
What fresh new torture is this to experience Marlow having her way with that pole? Her lean body with curves in all the right places, that ass in the leotard so mouthwatering I want to bite it, and those nipples pointed right at me as she landed on her feet.
I’ve never felt this way in my life.
Horny? Yes.
Up for a mindless fuck? Sure.
Obliterated? Never.
It’s not just her body I want. I want her smiles. I want her focus. I want to give her everything I have and—
“Where are you, brother?” Sutton’s hand lands on my shoulder.
We’ve moved on from the restaurant and the blackjack table, and now we’re standing in the club sipping Manhattans, Jamison’s drink of choice. I’m nursing it slowly because I want to be fully present for everything about this night.
In the next second, I suck in a breath when Marlow walks in. She always looks good, but the way her shoulders are back, her expression almost defiant as she makes her entrance, she looks like a fucking goddess.
“Isee,” Sutton muses under his breath, chuckling. He leans in closer. “It’s about time someone turned your world upside down. Enjoy the ride.” To Callum, he says, “Looks like it’s you and me…”
Callum mumbles something, but I’m already moving toward Marlow.
When I’m standing in front of her, she surprises me by holding out her hand. I take it and her mouth parts in a grin. I wonder if she feels the same rush of heat as I do.
“Marlow Walker,” she says, her voice husky.
My eyebrows lift slightly as I smile down at her, my own voice raspy when I say, “Marlow Walker, I like it. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”
She takes a step closer, all sultry sass. “And you are?”
“I’m Wyatt Henry Landmark, and I’m whipped over you, Marlow Walker.”
