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As for Andino …

That was a different matter.

Lev stepped out of his daughter’s room, closing the door as he went to dull any noise from down the hall, so she would have a decent sleep. Frankly, a hurricane wouldn’t wake that kid up, so he wasn’t exactly too worried.

He put his attention back on the phone in his hand, and Andino’s last text. It simply read Marco Farginpane is flying in next week from Cali for a sit down with me. His new business partner will apparently also be making an appearance. Your presence was requested. Specifically. Be at the restaurant tomorrow first thing. We have a problem.

Lev didn’t need Andino’s last sentence. He already knew they had problems. Shit, he saw that coming when he ran into Jensen Todrey at Gigi’s hotel suite.

The fucking asshole. Something was off with that guy. Beyond the obvious. Tonight just wasn’t the time for him to deal with it.

Sure thing, boss, Lev typed back.

Andino didn’t reply.

That was fine.

Lev’s attention went to the last thing he had to deal with for the evening. The woman who was currently naked and wet in his shower. No doubt, what remained unsaid between the two of them about his job for Andino and how it related to the men she had been having lunch with would soon be all out in the open.

He had to tell her.

It was only fair.

Right then, though, he only had one thing on his mind. And that was getting as close to Gigi as he possibly could while he had the chance because it had become apparent that the private moments they had together were far and few between.

He wasn’t wasting tonight.

Not one second.

Gigi was humming a tune he didn’t recognize when he stepped into the steam-filled bathroom. He didn’t surprise her—couldn’t with the antifog glass surrounding the large shower. She had a perfectly fine view of him coming into the room and stripping down to join her without even asking. Just like he had the best view of her soapy breasts, and the way the suds trailed down over her curves and the length of her legs.

How this godly creature wanted anything to do with the likes of him, Lev would never understand. But she did and he was determined to give her anything she asked.

Or as much as he could.

At that moment, he knew exactly what she wanted. It was all in her eyes. How she stared at him when her gaze drifted from the dark hair dusting his chest straight down to his cock that sprung out from his boxer-briefs, already hard, when he shoved them to the floor. Her throat flexed with a swallow, and that teasing tongue of hers licked at the seam of her lips when he stepped out of the pile of clothes.

Lev entered the shower, the sting of the hot water barely even registering to his senses as he passed right under the heavy spray to get to the woman he wanted. She was already reaching for him, too. The fluffy loofah she’d been using with his bar of soap hit the floor the second his hands found her wrists.

In a breath, he had her against the wall. Pinned with her hands on both sides of her head, her pretty lips parted for his promise of a kiss. He nipped her lip instead, not quite ready to taste her when he hadn’t even taken the time to properly admire her wet and supple and smelling like him.

That did something to Lev. A good kick to the gut, if there was such a thing. The fact she used his soap, despite it being a crisp, male scent … it made his dick harder.

Pulling her hands higher to the wall, he held them both with only one hand. His other explored her. Fingertips gliding down her cheek, over her quivering chin, and then to her lips where she parted them to take the digits in to suck.

“Are we doing this?” he asked, voice husky with need but he had to maintain that control. For just a second longer. “This—us. Are we?”

The pad of his thumb dragged down her bottom lip after he pulled his fingers from her mouth, so she could speak.

“Yeah, Lev. We’re doing this.”

That drove him crazy, too.

Not that she knew.

Without prompting, she told him, “I’m on the shot. I want you tonight. I want you in me … just you, bare.”

Oh, he wanted that, too.