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Sadly, I drew a finger across her cheek, rubbing my finger on her wet lips.

I stepped back, tugging her off the sofa.

“That was inappropriate. I apologize.”

She stared up at me, eyes large, lips swollen, and her hair in disarray. She had never been more lovely to me.

She reached up, touching my cheek. I captured her hand and kissed the palm.

“Inappropriate? No. Interrupted. Yes,” she whispered.

Then she left.

I missed her before she even shut the door.

Chapter Nine

MAGNOLIA

Bane was on my mind all night. Every time I shut my eyes, I remembered what it felt like to be in his arms. The weight of his body pressing into mine. The feel of his mouth working mine.

I had been kissed before. Many times. But not by Alexander Bane.

His mouth on mine was magic. He licked and bit at my lips, nipping the bottom one and soothing it with his glorious tongue. The lips that could spout such venom were soft and full against mine. He explored me, his tongue seeking every part of my mouth. He went deep and passionate. Light and sweet. Dipping, teasing, touching. Taking, sucking, demanding. His embrace was tight, and his hand wound around my hair felt divine. We were a flame, drawing heat from each other. I never wanted it to end.

Until we were exposed to a harsh reality. He was right to draw back. To put an end to what was happening. The office was still open, people coming and going.

It wasn’t the time for us to be coming with each other.

But it would happen. I knew it as sure as I knew my own name.

Which I totally forgot when his mouth was on mine.

I was up early, unable to sleep. I baked more muffins and made sandwiches. I boarded the bus, absently digging through my purse for a mint. My fingers encountered a small bag, and I recalled the bridal shower I had been at the previous week. All the guests had been given one. The bus was fairly empty and no one was behind me or beside me, so I opened the bag, peeking in. It held some candy, a gift certificate to an adult shop, a tiny bottle of lube, and a lipstick. Curious, I took off the top, realizing too late it was a mini vibrator. I giggled as I put it back in the bag. I dug in the bottom, my eyes going wide when I saw the candies were actually rainbow-colored condoms. One was labeled “glow-in-the-dark.” The others were pink, purple, and green, and I dropped them back into the bag with another laugh.

Maybe I would be able to use them one day. Soon.

I walked into the office, already hearing the printer going. I knew Bane wanted this done today, and although I hadn’t told him I was coming, I wanted to help. I had stopped and gotten coffee, and after tapping on his door, I went in.

“Morning,” I said with a smile.

He looked up from the printer, surprised. “Myers,” he said with a quizzical smile. “I wasn’t expecting you.”

“I thought I could help. I brought coffee.”

“Muffins?” he asked, his voice sounding hopeful.

I held up the bag. “Yes.”

He crossed over, stopping short of me. He lifted his arm then dropped it, but he smiled. “Come in, then.”

We had coffee, and he ate his muffin with no remarks about store-bought this time. “What’s in the other bag?” he asked.

“Sandwiches.”

“You’ve already been to the deli?” he questioned.

“No. I make the sandwiches.”