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“I did,” she says around her smile. “Thank you.”

They’re just flowers. I want to give her so much more, and I pray she’ll let me. I pray she’ll listen to my confessions and listen to her heart. She belongs with me. We both know it.

“My man!” Sam’s voice infiltrates our moment, and I look down the path to see him approaching.

Ava’s naked.

My eyes only.

I’m up in a heartbeat, working fast but carefully to ensure I keep her covered. The thought of another man’s eyes taking pleasure in what I adore seems wrong on so many levels. I can’t hack it. Friend or not,thiswoman I’m keeping to myself.

“Sam, don’t fucking move,” I bellow, darting through the door with Ava in my arms. He laughs, the fucker. He knows what I’m thinking. He knows how I feel. Jesse Ward is possessive? It’s unheard of. “I’ll rip their prying eyes out,” I grumble, taking the stairs fast.

I burst through the door of her bedroom and drop her to the bed. “Get dressed,” I order. “We’re going out.”

She looks startled for a moment. Then she crawls off the bed, minus one towel, and sashays across to her wardrobe. Fuck me, those legs. That arse. The skin of her back. “Where?”

Where what?I’m rapt, my eyes greedy for her. Where are we going? Oh, yes. “Well, it occurred to me when I was out running that I’ve not taken you for dinner yet. You have the most incredible legs. Get dressed.” I motion to the wardrobe with a flick of my head. How I’m going to endure dinner I don’t know. My dick is dancing. My heart is singing. My skin is awash with goosebumps.

And then she starts massaging cream into that skin, and my eyes cross as she bends to reach her ankles. Dinner is seeming like a terrible idea. “Where?” she asks.

“A little Italian place I know.” It’s close by and the service is super fast. Ideal. Feed her. Then make mad love with her. “Get dressed before I collect on my debt.” I am seriously holding myself back from chucking her on the bed and ravishing her.

She straightens, and her boobs, so fucking perfect, send me cross-eyed. “Debt?” She’s being coy. It’s cute... and totally wasted. She wants me to spell it out? No problem.

“You owe me.”

“I do?”

“Oh, you do.” And I’m going to cash in big time. But until then, I need to remove myself before I give the whole neighborhood a screaming show.Get her back to Lusso.Never let her leave. “I’ll wait outside at the risk of cashing in sooner.” I grin like an idiot. “I wouldn’t want you to think this wasallabout sex,” I say quietly, but I know she can’t possibly think that. Not after my recent performances.

I leave her to get ready and find Sam in the kitchen making himself a cup of tea. Fucking hell, who is this man? I rest my arse against the counter and watch him with a secret smile.

“Don’t say a word,” he warns.

What, like question why he’s here?“What are you up to tonight?”

“Well,” he muses, adding milk and stirring, “what I would like to do as soon as the spitfire redhead is back from test driving her new wheels is take her to The Manor and play with her.”

Oh, the van. I forgot about that in the midst of my brief panic attack.

Sam collects his cup and takes a sip, looking at me over the rim. “But I can’t do that, can I?”

My eyes narrow to slits. “You’re assuming she’d be fine with it.”

“I have a feeling in my bones.”

“No, you don’t. You have a feeling in your cock.”

“Same thing. So how are you going to break it to her?”

Not a fucking clue. “I’ll find a way.”I hope.

He nods, thoughtful as he watches me. “Well, you ne—”

“Thank you!” Kate screeches, flinging herself into my arms. I just manage to catch her. “She’s perfect.”

Sam rolls his eyes. “Let go of him,” he grumbles. “He’s got somewhere he needs to be.” His head tilts, his eyes telling me to start confessing some truths.

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