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I didn’t give a shit if he knew, but I knew that would make Annabella’s life difficult. She was still trying to shake him. “Ex-wife.”
He shook his head slightly. “We both know he’ll kill you.”
“Not if I kill him first.”
When I got home, Sofia texted me.
When are you going to apologize to me?
She had always been good to me, fought for me when Hades couldn’t see straight. Through the good and bad, she’d always been a friend. When I’d snapped at her a month ago, I was in a bad place. I’d lashed out without thinking, the bitterness getting the best of me. It was wrong to only associate her with Hades, because she’d been there for me, no matter what.
But before I texted her back, Annabella texted me. I was gonna call, but I wanna make sure you aren’t in a bad mood first.
I was in a bad mood, but I grinned anyway. I’m always in a bad mood. But I feel a little better talking to you.
A little? Her teasing tone was audible in the words.
A lot better.
Good. So…have plans tonight?
I should probably go down to the lab, but I’d rather forget my troubles with her.
Unless my ex made you lose interest…
The ape did complicate my life, professionally and privately, but I didn’t want to lose her yet. This would end eventually since I wasn’t in the right place for a relationship and neither was she. But I wanted to enjoy her for as long as I could. I don’t scare easily, Annabella.
Good. Neither do I.
Come over. At least we didn’t have to worry about Liam on my territory. There would be no interruptions.
That sounds nice. Where do you live?
I’ll pick you up. She didn’t have a car, so she would walk. I’d rather her be alone in public as seldom as possible.
Not sure if that’s a good idea…
Why?
I doubt we’ll make it back to your place. Does your car have a back seat?
This woman was spontaneous and adventurous, and her obvious attraction to me was a turn-on. She stared at me like she’d never seen a sexier man. She moaned for me like I was better at making her come than her vibrator. Why the fuck did Liam cheat on her? She was the perfect woman. No. But how does an alley sound?
She gave a few compliments about my place but also didn’t seem surprised by it. If her ex was a billionaire, then she’d probably lived in a fabulous mansion just like this. Or maybe dick was on her mind so she didn’t give a damn about the place.
My bedroom was a private apartment in itself. With a large walk-in closet the size of a full kitchen, and a bedroom that had a full living room, it was a spacious and exclusive. My favorite part was the enormous hearth that took up most of the wall. When I had a fire going in the winter, it was basically an inferno that could burn the whole place down if it got out of control.
She stopped and stared at it, as if that was something that genuinely impressed her.
I stripped off my shirt and jeans behind her then made a drink.
She continued to stare at the fire.
I moved in front of her in my boxers with the glass. “Want a drink?”
“Sure.”
I pushed my boxers down my front so my hard cock came free. She’d teased me in that text message, and I’d been turned on ever since. The car ride was silent because my heated thoughts made me fantasize about the things we would do when we got to my place. An obnoxious ex-husband wouldn’t interrupt us. She was mine…all mine.
Her eyes dropped to my length, the desire burning a little brighter.
I poured the scotch on my chest, letting the liquid drip down the rivers between my abs until it reached my length and balls. It dripped to the hardwood afterward, the drops making gentle taps against the surface.
Her eyes dropped down and stared at my soaked skin.
I lowered myself into the armchair near the fire and planted my knees apart. “Drink.” My arms stretched over the armrests, and I gripped the rounded edge with anxious fingertips. I wanted this beautiful woman on her knees, the skin reddening from the contact with the hard wood. I wanted her to devour me the way I devoured her, to watch her attempt to shove every inch of my dick in that pretty mouth.
She approached me until her knees touched mine. The look of desire was in her eyes, the same one I saw when I was on top of her, pounding her into the mattress and erasing the memory of the losers who came before me.
I didn’t blink. “Undress.”
She had a sassy ferocity to her, quick to reject any demands she wasn’t obligated to obey. She respected herself, valued herself as her own powerhouse. But in this instance, she didn’t mind obeying whatsoever.
