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“Both?” he asked.

I giggled and shook my head before a heavy sigh escaped my lips.

“How did we get into this situation again?” I asked.

“Tequila.”

“Damn that empty bottle to hell.”

“Satan can have it.”

“All of it.”

“He’d probably enjoy that though.”

“Satan would be a gold-digger.”

“Of the hottest proportions,” he said, chuckling.

I closed my eyes and swallowed deep as the warmth of his hands trickled all the way up my neck.

“I’ll give the lawyers a call and set up something at the beginning of next week. I can give you a call when things get up and running.”

“I really want to try and pay you something,” I said.

“I’m not taking your money. From the sounds of it, the youth center is going to need it.”

“Oh my god,” I groaned.

My head fell to the table as Everett released my hands.

“That place is going to be the death of me somedays. I mean, I love it. Don’t get me wrong. I love the kids and the atmosphere and what we do there. But sometimes, it feels as if—ooooh, yeah.”

Everett’s thumbs pushed deep into my muscles as his hands came down onto my shoulders.

“What was that?” he asked.

I grunted as he massaged my shoulders, my body quickly succumbing to his ministrations.

“Huh?” I asked.

He chuckled as he slowly worked his thumbs down the edges of my spine. I hummed my appreciation as he slid down and slowly slid back up.

“Relax, Andrea. You’re wound a little too tight.”

“I don’t know how you’re not wound tighter after your meeting to—ooooh, that’s the spot.”

His chuckle filled my ears as his massive hands splayed across my back.

“I could reach better if you were lying down,” he said.

I felt my nipples pucker against my bra as my knees grew weak.

“Okay. That’s fine,” I said.

“Come on. Let’s get you laid down then, so you can relax properly,” he said.

TWENTY

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