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I heave out a sigh and nod. “I know.” When he looks at me skeptically, I add on, “Really. I do and you’re right.”

Lane opens his mouth to say something, but then quickly snaps it shut again. Part of me desperately wants to know what he was going to say and another part of me is afraid. Is ignorance bliss or just ignorance?

It’s too damn early to be asking philosophical questions.

“Put the book down,” he tells me in a commanding voice, the one I can’t help but obey. I’ve only heard it in bed so far and to hear it here and now sends a shiver down my spine. After I do what I’m told, he stands up and reaches out for me. My hand slides into his automatically and it feels so right there it makes my heart ache. “Good girl,” he groans softly against my lips before he kisses me.

I melt into him, having zero control over my reaction to him. It’s all instinctual. Primal. And so fucking right that I can barely see straight.

My voice is teasing, wanting to push all the series stuff out of the way and just enjoy today, “You want to play a game?”

Lane smirks at me before we work our way around the game room starting with darts. By the time we’re playing pool I’m fucking dripping for him, and his eyes are half lidded and nothing could possibly contain the bulge in his jeans. I’m sure it looks like we’re about two seconds from tearing each other’s clothes off. Because we are.

Before we start the last game of pool, Lane slides up next to me and nips at my earlobe before whispering, “I win this game and you come back to my cabin and strip for me, Calliope.” He runs the tip of his nose along the column of my neck before kissing the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. “Very fucking slowly.”

I barely croak out, “What if I win?”

The chuckle which comes out of him is like fog on the lake, “You won’t be winning, but if you do then you get anything you want.”

I make a humming sound, my mind whirling with all the possibilities. There’s a sliver of my brain screaming to take the bet and then tell him if I win he must leave me alone, for the sake of my heart and the rest of me, but I know I could never say it. Not to him.

I don’t know how it’s possible, but I already know I love him, so I’m already way too far gone. I may have wanted to keep this as a fling, but it never was. Right from the moment I saw him, it’s been so much more.

With the stakes slightly up in the air, we start playing. Every shot, every look, every breath, is like a touch against my skin. Playing with him is a reward all by itself, foreplay which has me panting and hoping I lose.

I don’t throw the game and it’s damn close, but, in the end, Lane is the victor. His chest puffs up with pride right before his gaze snaps to mine and he stalks toward me with a smirk on his face. I swallow, trying to wet my parched throat. It’s probably because of how needy my fucking pussy is at the moment.

Lane pulls me against his chest, and I can feel the hard ridge of his cock against me, heightening how damn turned on I am right now. I should not drop to my knees and suck his cock in the game room at the Mountain Ridge Resort. I’m sure that is not family friendly in their books. Still, it’s damn tempting right now.

I’m too turned on to care about anything beyond the way Lane is looking down at me with heat and how much I need him.

“Looks like I won, fair and square, 007,” he growls before he claims my mouth in a kiss which has my toes curling.

When he rips his mouth from mine, I chase his lips and let out a needy as fuck whimper when I’m unsuccessful. I push the words past my lips, teasing him, “I think you must have cheated.”

His eyes flash with possession and then I’m thrown over his shoulder before he stalks out of the game room and down the road which will lead us back to his cabin. He even hikes my tote bag over his shoulder in a show of chivalry which has my pussy clenching around nothing.

When we’re about halfway there, I whisper huskily, “Are you sure you don’t want to strip me yourself? I don’t have many layers on today.”

His steps falter and I can’t help but giggle, even though it feels awkward in the position I’m in. He slaps my ass once, the sound of it echoing between the wooded area to one side which hides where the staff stays and the main lodge on the other. I should be mortified, but I’m not. I’m so fucking not.

When we finally get to his place, I don’t strip slowly. I can’t. I need this man right fucking now and I’m not going to wait. I almost tear my clothes off in my haste to be naked before I drop to my knees, reaching out to grab his shaft through his jeans and giving it a squeeze.

I’m ready to play a little more and by the way he’s looking down at me with lust in his eyes, Lane is right there with me.

Who cares about tomorrow? Right now is too good to pass up.

CHAPTER 6

LANE

This woman does things to me I can’t explain. I was in a blind fucking panic this morning when I woke up to find her not in bed next to me. I knew I wanted her in my life, knew she had gotten under my skin, knew she was the endgame to end all endgames.

Then I woke up without her in my arms and panic swamped me. I was worried about her in a way I wasn’t expecting. Was she safe? Where was she? Did she run from me? Did I push her too far? Not give her enough?

The questions plagued me, and I almost tripped over my feet to get ready for the day. I started my search for her in the lodge, but it was fruitless. I even went to the pool and the lake, not expecting to find her there, but figured it was worth a shot.

That was when I realized I knew where to look next. She had talked about the game room, and we had made plans to hit it up over the next few days along with a few other activities. I wasn’t surprised to find my girl there enjoying the indoors and curled up with a book.

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