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“Max isn’t even here,” Harper whispers to her older brother, clearing her throat and looking anywhere but at Samuel or me.
“No, but he could have been.”
“Stop being a stiff,” she grumbles, pushing against my shoulder until I move. My body weeps when it’s no longer pressed against her. I miss the feel of her skin, her curves, her lips instantly.
“Is that a mortician joke?” he asks, straightening the tie around his neck. Yes, the man still wears a necktie to play poker.
“It’s whatever you want it to be. I’m an adult,” she replies, straightening her back and raising her chin.
“You are. You’re an adult who’s making out with someone in her nephew’s bedroom,” he says, piercing her with a look. He doesn’t even glance my way.
“The only thing I apologize for is that you interrupted,” I say, earning a glare from both Harper and Samuel.
“Zip it, Douglas. You got me into this mess.”
“No mess, Grayson. At least, not yet,” I reply, wiggling my eyebrows in the way that infuriates her. I can practically see the steam rolling from her ears.
Harper turns toward the door. “Thank you, Samuel, for coming to get me. I’m sure it’s my turn to deal.”
“It is,” he replies, spinning on his expensive shoes and heading back out to the dining room.
“That was a mistake. Don’t ever kiss me again,” she says, her voice stern, yet I catch the hint of uncertainty.
“I can’t promise you that, Sweetheart. Especially when you throw yourself at me and kiss me back the way you did.”
“I did not throw myself at you!”
“But you did kiss me back.”
“Lapse of judgment. It won’t happen again,” she counters, crossing her arms. My eyes immediately shift to her chest, which only makes me think about that kiss once more.
“Stop it!”
“Stop what? I didn’t do anything.”
“You’re staring at me.”
“Guilty as charged. Maybe you should stop wearing low-cut tops that make my dick want to come out and play.”
Harper gasps. Her eyes also fall to my crotch. “Pig.”
As her eyes return to mine, we continue to glare at each other. The sexual tension is so thick, you could cut it with a knife. My body craves hers, and if the way her nipples are poking through her top are any indication, I’d say she craves me too.
But not tonight.
Tonight, I’ll let her think about that kiss.
About how good it will be when she lets go.
Because there’s one thing I’m as certain about as the sun rising over the Atlantic every morning, it’s that my time with Harper isn’t over. This attraction isn’t going anywhere. I’ll have her.
Again.
“I’ll let you have your moment, but know it won’t be long.”
Her voice is wobbly. “Won’t be long for what?”
I take a step forward until we’re chest to chest. Her breathing hitches when I grab her hip and pull her against me once more so she can feel what she does to me. “Until I’ve got you pinned against the wall again. Only this time, there’ll be nothing between us but air.”
