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“It’s me,” I tell him.

I push the door open to find him sitting at the security screens. He’s wearing the same clothes from last night, which isn’t saying much…so am I. But somehow, his crinkled clothes make him seem even more tired.

His eyes are pits, bloodshot.

But he seems to jolt awake as I walk across the room.

He climbs to his feet and pulls me into his arms, ignoring the open door, ignoring the fact my mom and Julie are just down the hall in the kitchen.

Our lips find each other. I’m sure I can still taste what we did last night. Maybe that should gross me out, but it doesn’t.

My heart starts thudding quickly, our mouths opening, our tongues clashing together.

“You look exhausted,” I tell him, breathing heavily as the kiss comes to a natural end.

He smirks down at me, his eyes hazy. “I have to keep you safe.”

Warmth whelms inside of me. We got close last night in this room.

As we talked – my body still humming with pleasure – I felt sure he was going to tell me he feels the same as me. But even what he said was enough.

He said it’sthe start of something.

Fine, that’s not the same asI want you for every single second every day. But it’s better than nothing, better than I could’ve hoped for when I met him in the tattoo studio.

“I understandthat,” I say. “But how are you going to keep me safe without any sleep? Maybe you should let me take a shift. If anything happens, I’ll wake you up.”

His hands rest on my hips casually, as though he’s held me like this a dozen times before. But there’s also that newness, the spark which I somehow know will never fade.

“It’s tempting,” he mutters. “And it makes sense. I need to be alert at least until Kenny arrives with his men.”

“Have you spoken to him?”

Felix nods. “He’s making good progress, driving in shifts. They should be here sooner than expected.”

“Why didn’t they fly?” I ask.

“It’s safer this way,” he replies. “It means Mr. Red and his men won’t spot us. Or Kenny. Or Yasmin. Or Felicia.”

I smile shakily.

“What is it?” he says, stroking the hair from my face, tingles dancing behind my ear and down my neck.

“I’m going to meet your sister and your niece,” I say. “It’s kind of a big step.”

As soon as I say this, I wish I could pull it back. I could tell him I was only joking. It isn’t abig stepbecause this isn’t a relationship.

But his lips widen, and his eyes glint. My older man looks down at me with something like pride.

“It is,” he says. “But I’m ready.”

My smile doesn’t feel so shaky now.

“Go and get some rest, Felix. You can’t do this to yourself.”

“And you promise you’ll wake me up?” he asks.

“Of course.”

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