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Then he starts licking me, and licking me, and licking me, and suddenly, I wonder what the hell I was so nervous about.
This?
This is what I’ve been missing out on?
Seriously, this feeling is incredible, and it’s nothing like I’ve ever felt before. Every so often, Gaz stops kissing and licking me to tell me how delicious I am, to whisper how much he loves me, to promise me he doesn’t want to be anywhere else but right here with me.
And when I finally reach the orgasm Gaz is offering me, it crashes over me like a storm of pleasure. Thunder and lightning fills my veins as I arch my back off the bed and cry out his name.
Gaz.
Gaz.
Gaz.
I love you.
Chapter 8
Gaz
By the time Hayden and I have finished showering, eating breakfast, and getting dressed, it’s well past time for me to head to work.
“What about your clothes?” She looks at the wrinkled suit I’m wearing.
“I keep an extra one at the office,” I admit.
“Do you often find yourself without clothing?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Izzie insisted. I thought it was weird at first, too, but you know me, Hayden.”
“You spilled on yourself one day, didn’t you?” She laughs.
“I did,” I admit. “It was right before I had to go defend someone and it was quite a hassle to get new clothes at the last second.”
“Only you would describe this sort of work emergency as a ‘hassle,’” Hayden smiles.
“It wasn’t a big deal.”
“Perhaps not, but you should get going. I should, too, or I’ll be late.”
“We can’t have that,” I move toward her and give her one last kiss. I don’t want to go to the office this morning. I don’t want to spend the day away from Hayden. I feel like we’ve spent so much time not being together that now it’s all I want to do.
I want to spend every waking moment with her.
Reluctantly, we say our goodbyes and I head in to the office. When I walk in, Izzie jumps up.
“Gaz!”
“Don’t worry, I?
??ve got an extra suit in my office,” I tell her as I stride by.
“Wait,” she says. “I couldn’t stop them. I tried, and I told them they needed an appointment, but they didn’t listen.”
“What are you talking about, Izzie? Who’s here?”
“We are,” a familiar voice says, and I turn to see a tall man with dark hair standing in the entrance to the hallway. Two members of the Orchidian police force are standing with him.
