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I pushed the thoughts away in the cab on the way to Evan’s place. The mansion was spectacular. Last night, I hadn’t been able to take in much of it. I’d had other things on my mind. Today, I had time to look at the place as I walked up to the front door.
Lily had grown up in a different house–the Burkes had stayed a couple of blocks to the North in a home that had been suited for sleepovers and movie nights and pool parties. This place was something else. It was a bachelor pad on steroids.
The front door was double volume with stained glass on either side and big golden handles. I pulled the chain and a doorbell sounded like it belonged to a cathedral instead.
It didn’t take very long before Evan opened the door with a grin.
“I expected a butler,” I said.
“I sent the help home, today. I wanted to give us the chance to be alone.”
I smiled. “Your doorbell is fancy,” I said.
“That hasn’t been used in years,” he said.
“What do you have it for, then?”
He shrugged. “With phone calls and texts, I always know when people arrive.”
He stepped to the side and let me in. The entrance hall was just as spectacular as the front door. White walls stretched up to a high ceiling with windows at the top, letting in light without sacrificing privacy. A staircase led to a second floor on the right, and the left was covered with a large abstract painting.
“This place is great,” I said.
“Come through to the bar,” Evan said.
I followed him through the living room into another room that was clearly meant for entertaining. Large double doors opened onto a patio. I could see the edge of a pool beyond that, and in the dimming light of the setting sun, the garden looked immaculate. I imagined Evan having lavish parties here with guests that dressed to the nines and shimmied around bragging about their money.
How was he going to make space for a baby in this life? He was living the single, carefree life again.
I turned my attention to Evan. He stood behind the bar, pouring two glasses of red wine. The drink of seduction, I’d read somewhere. Evan looked as rich as his surroundings. He wore a turtle neck and a blazer that would have made him look like an old man if it hadn’t been for his great physique and his distinguished features. When he looked up at me, feeling my eyes on him, his eyes had a twinkle of mischief in them, and he gave me a naughty smile.
He walked toward me and handed me the glass of wine.
“We’re not going to be interrupted tonight?” I asked.
Evan shook his head. “I’ve made sure that everyone knows I have a very important meeting tonight, and I’m not to be disturbed.”
I smiled and sipped my wine. It was dry and floral, sliding down my throat.
We drank wine and talked about trivial things, making small talk, getting comfortable around each other. The wine made me feel light and warm. I was getting more at ease. I sat on a bar stool at the bar, and Evan leaned on it with one elbow, his body turned to me. I was aware of how close he was, of the smell of his cologne wrapping around me. My legs were deliciously numb from the wine, and I felt the familiar twinge of arousal in my crotch.
Alcohol always turned me on. Having Evan next to me, attractive and oh-so-male, nudged me along.
“I’m glad last night didn’t scare you off,” Evan said. He trailed his fingertips along my bare thigh. I’d chosen a summer dress and cork wedges to come see him. Dresses made me feel sexier, more elegant.
“It will take more than that to get rid of me,” I said.
Evan slid his hand up my thigh, and I shivered.
“I’m glad,” he said. He was inching closer to me with his face. “I would hate to lose you because of ill timing.”
“You pay me to be here, remember?” I whispered, smiling. My eyes were on his lips. He was only inches away from me now. When I glanced at his eyes, they were on my lips, too. I closed my eyes, and a moment later, Evan’s lips pressed against mine.
The current that seemed to always accompany him coursed through my body, and I sighed into his mouth. Evan put his hand behind my neck and kissed me. The kiss became urgent very quickly. His tongue slipped into my mouth.
I opened my legs so he could stand between them, our wine glasses forgotten on the bar. Evan’s other hand cupped my cheek before he trailed it down my neck, thumbing my collarbone for a moment before he moved onto the skin on my chest. His hands were sure, knowing where they were headed.
I gasped when his hand slid onto my breast and he massaged me. I could feel my nipples harden against the padding of my bra.
Evan slid his hand around my waist, moving down his other hand, and he pulled me toward him so that his dick pressed against my crotch. I gasped. He was hard and eager for me. He looked me in the eyes, and his face spelled out lust, pupils dilated.
