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“But also,” Cameron was quick to add, glancing Beni’s way before winking at August, “I hope you have fun. Seems Chicago keeps calling you back, hmm?”

More than he possibly knew.

“I guess so, Daddy.”

He smiled faintly. “Yeah, I know.”

Did he?

“Did I pass the test, or …?”

August glanced to the side, taking in Beni’s grin as they walked the hall to her apartment on the second floor. “What test?”

“The meeting the parents test. Isn’t that what all boyfriends have to pass to be good?”

“Is that what you are?”

“Hmm?”

“My boyfriend.”

Her tone was as playful as his smile. She didn’t mean for it to be a serious question at first, but as the seconds passed when they stopped in front of her apartment door, she kind of wanted to know the answer … and she wanted it to be a very specific answer.

“I certainly hope so, but you tell me.”

August wet the line of her top lip as she tried to play off his question with a laugh. “Nice trying to deflect it to me, but—”

“Not deflecting. I know where I stand. I haven’t even thought about another women since you stepped into my path. Can’t be bothered when I have one like you standing in front of me. I’m certainly not here doing this with someone else, now am I? Didn’t catch a flight just to spend one night with someone else in a city that doesn’t feel like mine just to accompany them on a flight that will take off before I even typically roll my ass out of bed on the weekends.”

She dragged in a quick breath.

His point was certainly made.

And yet, he drove it home with, “And the only person I’d really like to get inside the apartment behind them, so I can get a taste of that pussy I’ve been thinking about since she jumped on a plane a month ago … is you.”

Jesus.

She knew she was wet.

Didn’t even need to check.

“Is that boyfriend enough for you, or—”

August let her actions do the talking for an answer to that one. Her mouth crashed against his, her palms finding his jaw to drag him in closer as she kissed him. The door snapped against her back when he shoved her against the heavy wood. Frantic and seemingly unaware that they were still standing in that goddamn hallway, his hands drove up under her shirt to find the lacy cups covering her breasts, while hers dropped down to grab at the waistband of his pants.

“Get the door open,” he groaned against her mouth, “before someone gets a fucking show.”

Well, at least one of them hadn’t forgotten.

Anticipation curled around and down August’s spine as she turned to unlock the door, her hands shaking as she found the keys in her bag. The need only became thicker when Beni’s hot mouth found the column of her throat, his tongue striking out to taste her skin before his teeth dragged across the same spot.

Heat.

And chills.

She felt them both at the same time.

“Can’t wait to fuck that pussy,” he murmured in her ear as her trembling fingers slid the key into the lock, “and do you know why?”