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“Yeah, it was weird. But they say we all have one, so…” Jamie says.

“What do you mean? Like an actual twin?”

“No, silly. This female cop saw us coming out of the station and said I look like her friend that died, that’s all.” She gives a little shrug, but the crease between her brow tells me something is bothering her about it.

“Did she say what happened to her?” I ask.

“Nah, just that her name was Kate or Katie, something like that, and she died last year.” Jamie leans forward to pick up her drink from the small coffee table, so misses my flash of recognition at her mention of the name Katie, but Jay sees. His gaze narrows on me in question, and I mouth ‘later’ to him just as Jamie turns back to me.

“So, did Rick find out what my dad is hiding? Or does he know already?” She watches me closely for any indication my next words are a lie.

“What makes you think he’s hiding something?”

“Because my dad is never afraid to call people out on their shit and never shied away from going to the police in the past. And let’s be honest here, this has happened many times in the past. Besides, it seems that lately my mum and dad are all about the secrets and lies. So, yeah, I think he’s not telling me, and probably you all, the truth.”

“Well, the first part sounds like someone else we know,” Jay says, letting out a humph when Jamie slaps her hand against his stomach.

“I don’t know any more than you do at this point, so we just have to keep watching and waiting,” I tell her.

“Next question; why am I here with you two and not back at my house?”

I wondered when this question would come up. At this point Jay escapes to the kitchen for drinks and to prep dinner. That means all Jamie’s attention is on me, and she turns to face me, tucking one leg beneath her.

“Well?” she prompts.

“I don’t want you at the house on your own,” I blurt out matter-of-factly. It’s probably not the best way I could have told her and given her reaction, she’s not happy.

“At what point have I given you the impression that I like to be bossed around?” I wiggle my brows, and a wide grin spreads across my face. “And I don’t mean in the bedroom,” she adds, seeing the mischievous look on my face.

“Outside of the bedroom? Never. But my argument still stands.”

“No, it doesn’t, Seb. I’m not cattle you can just herd where you want. Although, I can empathise with sheep being chased around by a dog,” she says with a cheeky smirk.

I turn my body to match hers, leaning in and invading her personal space. “I should be offended by that, but actually, I’m picturing you on all fours, arse in the air, while I pound into you from behind. I don’t need to try very hard to see that image because I’ve had you in that position more than once, and I fucking love it.” I reach my hand out, brushing across her cheek, and her eyes close at my touch. I slide my hand to the back of her neck, gripping her tied hair in my hand and giving a little pull so her head tilts back, exposing the slender column of her neck. “You can’t fight me forever, Jamie, and I don’t want you to. I want you to submit to me…” She gasps, and her eyes flick open with fire dancing in them at the idea. “I’m not afraid to tell you I want you. Because I do. Have done every day since I first slipped my dick inside you.” Jamie’s breaths come out in little pants, almost a whimper.

“I—”

“Shh…Don’t say it. In the bedroom you are mine, but I want all of you. I want your heart.” I run my fingers over her heart beneath her thin top, watching as her nipples pebble. “Your words, every breath and every touch,” I tell her, brushing my lips over hers. “I want to own them. I want to feel you beneath my skin like a living breathing entity entwined with me. And when I slip inside you, every fucking night, I want to own your pleasure, hear your cries, taste them on my tongue.” This time I brush my knuckles over her breast, retracing my path as she groans low in her throat, and I stop to tweak her nipple as I keep a tight grip on her hair and kiss down her neck.

A loud bang from the kitchen bursts our little bubble, and Jamie pushes away from me, jumping to her feet.

“I…er…need to…go to the bathroom,” she says before turning and fleeing down the hall. My dick is about ready to explode and cursing Jay for interrupting us, but in hindsight, taking her on the sofa with my friend just across the open-plan apartment wasn’t a great idea.

Standing up and adjusting myself, again, I walk to the kitchen to see if Jay needs a hand.

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