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Bryan hesitated. “Don’t get me wrong. He was my friend, but he is fucking dangerous and has a twisted mind. Don’t get any ideas about dating him or something. If you are, that’s a hard fucking no. You can’t get involved with him.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Because of the reason you called Cara. You can’t keep a secret to save your life. If you got involved with Bollard, you would let it slip that I was alive, and shit would get back. It would be dangerous for all of us.”
“I am aware of that, Bryan, and I would never do anything that would hurt you, Cara, or any of us. Believe it or not, I can keep a secret. I just choose not to most of the time.”
He snorted. “Yeah, okay. I will give you back to your sister, but you watch yourself. If you have the opportunity to talk to him, do it, but don’t seek him out, okay?”
“Yes, Bryan. I hear you.”
A moment later, Cara was back on the phone. “Are you sleeping with him?”
“No, and I have to go. I’m pulling up to a client’s house now.” I lied because I didn’t want a lecture from her. “I just wanted to tell you about Dad.”
“Okay, I’ll check on him tomorrow.”
We hung up, and I pursed my lips as I drove the rest of the way home. Should I cancel my plans with Michael? I understood what Bryan worried about, but I was also sure I could keep the two things separate.
Just because I had sex with Michael didn’t mean we had to have a lot of pillow talk about life.
When I got home, I was standing in my kitchen, staring into the fridge. I was kind of hungry, but not really. I pulled open the freezer, took out the chocolate peanut butter ice cream, and grabbed a spoon. I stood at the counter and dwelled over my conversation with Cara and Bryan.
I knew they were looking out for me, but I could care for myself. I could also keep my mouth shut. I shoved another spoonful into my mouth and heard a knock at the door.
It was only seven, so not too late, but I had no clue who could be at my door. I filled my spoon and headed toward the door to find out. When I pulled it back, I was startled. “Michael. What are you doing here?”
“It was quiet at the tavern. I thought we could go over that estimate if you have time.”
For a few seconds, we stared at one another, and I saw the desire in his eyes. My booty call was early, and I stepped back and let him enter. As soon as he did, I closed the door and felt the ice cream drip onto my hand. Michael must have seen it, too, because he leaned forward and licked it off my palm before traveling up and wrapping his mouth around the spoon and pulling the ice cream off. “Um, peanut butter. I love peanut butter.”
“You do, huh?” He nodded slowly. “I know a few things that are good with peanut butter.”
“I bet you do. Why don’t you show me?” he said as he shuffled forward a few inches and put his hands on my hips.
“If I do, will you lick it off?”
He leaned forward, brushing his mouth along my neck and pausing beside my ear. “You bet your sweet ass I will.” His hands shifted back over my butt and pulled me flush to his body.
“Then you better take me to the kitchen so I can get the jar,” I replied as he latched on to my neck with his mouth and lifted me off my feet with his hands cupping my backside. I locked my legs around his waist as he lifted his mouth to mine.
“I couldn’t wait to taste you,” he breathed before he took my mouth in a savage kiss and pressed my body back against the door. His hard erection pressed into me and promised things I had been dreaming of.
My arms wrapped tightly around his neck. “Then you better get me undressed quickly.”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart.” He turned me and paused. “Tell me where to take you.”
I stared into his eyes, and the weirdest set of words slipped off my lips. “Take me to the stars and back, Michael.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
MICHAEL
Ihadn’t been able to think straight since we had hung up. There was no way I would be able to wait until Sunday. That was three days away. Two hours after our phone conversation, I was still in a state of half-arousal, and I knew it would not get any better until I had her.
I had a general idea of where she lived, but not what house. So I drove to her neighborhood and looked for her SUV up and down each street. When I located it, I sat in my truck for a minute and grinned. Now she might turn me down flat when I knocked on the door, or she could make some excuse and kindly tell me not tonight. I had to be prepared for that, not that I had ever not been able to turn a ‘not right now’ into an ‘oh, my god, yes!’ moment.
She was surprised to see me, but she let me in immediately. That was a good sign. Yeah, I might want to see the proposal, but I was also making it clear what exactly I wanted as I licked the sweet cream off her hand.
