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Chapter 37
Saffi
Holy shit.
I’d never come like that before, and even though I was safe in Varden’s arms, my trembling continued.
Safe. That’s what it was. I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt so safe.
“Oh my god,” I mumbled.
“Jesus. That was freaking hot.”
“Varden?”
“Yes, baby?”
“What are we gonna tell my dad? You asked him for my number, so he obviously knows something’s up.”
“If it’s okay with you, I’d like to talk to him alone.”
“Well, I don’t usually let other people do my speaking for me. But in this case, I guess it might be okay. Would you be nervous?”
“Not sure I’d say nervous. I mean, I’ve done a lot of business with your dad. I know he thinks well of me. But he knows I haven’t had the best reputation with the ladies. He might not want me coming anywhere near you.”
He had a point.
I squeezed his hand. “I think if we’re honest, he’ll be okay. He knows I’m not an idiot.”
He looked at me. “Come home with me tonight. I’ll drive you back to your dad’s in the morning.”
My heart leapt.
“Let’s go.”
We headed toward the door of the club, earning a few admiring nods on the way. And yet, without his mask, no one knew who Varden was.
* * *
Once we arrived in Varden’s amazing penthouse apartment, he hollered, “Beau! I got a friend with me.”
A man emerged from the back who, with his dark eyes and chiseled face, could have been his twin. But Varden was a smidge taller and definitely more buff. I extended my hand.
“So you’re the one?” Beau asked.
His smile rivaled his brother’s. Good lord. I couldn’t believe there were two of them.
I looked at Varden. “You talked about me?”
“I might have.” He turned to Beau. “Thanks for outing me, bro.”
“Oh shit, didn’t mean to cause any trouble,” he said, laughing. “And…I think I’ll excuse myself now.”
He disappeared into his room.
“Wow,” Saffi said. “Your brother could give you a run for your money.”
Varden grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him.
“You’re right. He’s a great guy. Had some challenges, but he’s making it work. I help him all I can.”
“He’s lucky to have you.”
Varden nodded. “I’m the lucky one. In more ways than one.”
* * *
Next morning, Varden found me wearing the fluffy white bathrobe I’d helped myself to. I was watching the San Francisco sunrise from his vast windows and he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms tightly around me.
“This view is insane,” I said.
He turned me to face him and stepped back to look me up and down. “I have to say, that robe has never looked better.”
“Oh, you say that to all the girls.”
“Actually…I’ve never had a girl spend the night here before. You’re the first to wrap that robe around your hot, little body.”
And right there, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he started to unwrap me, his hands inching toward my breasts.
“Wait! Your brother.”
“Oh shit. Almost forgot about little Beau.” He took my hand and led me back to the bedroom.
Once inside, he yanked the robe from me, dropping it to the floor. Under his Egyptian cotton pajama bottoms, his now-erect cock screamed for attention. He pushed them to his ankles and engulfed his bouncing erection in his huge hand, stroking it from base to bulging head.
It was the first time I’d seen him fully naked, and he was glorious. Whenever we’d played at the club, he’d always been partially clothed.
This had definitely been worth waiting for.
His broad shoulders and upper arms bulged with the curve of muscle, and the inside of one forearm was tattooed with a clock. His nipples were erect and brown, surrounded by a perfect splay of chest hair that vee’d into a long, thin line past his belly button to where his hand rested on his cock.
Without the robe, I, too, was completely exposed and thanks to his admiring gaze, I’d never felt as beautiful.
“Kneel.” He motioned toward the long, upholstered bench in front of another expansive window.
I padded over and settled on my knees. “Like this?” I asked.
