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It was all an allure to me.

I’d never felt anything like it before. I kept women at a distance. I didn’t have time for the emotional bullshit, nor did I want any part of it.

For years I thought I wasn’t made that way. I was a coldhearted bastard who left before they woke up, just so I could avoid the expectations that always presented itself the next morning.

The only reason I didn’t bring women back to my condo was I didn’t want them to know where I lived. Their place. A hotel room. It was easier that way. I made no promises. It was on them if they created an illusion of who I was for the night.

There were no dates. No wining and dining. I didn’t fuck the same woman twice. Repeats led to emotions which led to expectations which led to bullshit and a relationship. I’d never had a girlfriend. I didn’t care for one. My career consumed my life. I traveled all over the world. From one client to the next.

I was happy.

Fulfilled.

There was no loneliness.

But last night was completely out of character for me. When I saw him carrying her to his car, I lost all sense of reason. Confronting him was easy. Beating him the fuck up was even easier. If it wasn’t for my friend Aaron tearing me away from his unconscious body, who knows if I would have stopped myself from killing him.

I would have been doing the world a favor. One less abuser walking among us in broad daylight. Every time I thought about what could have happened to Evie, I felt that rage taking over every last part of me all over again.

How this girl got into my head was beyond me. There was an instant spark and connection between us that couldn’t be ignored or denied. She was perfect, filling this void I didn’t know I had until she was lying in my arms.

My reactions to her were unfamiliar, uncharted emotions were taking over, and I wasn’t sure I wanted it to stop. I sure as hell didn’t fight too hard to control it. Which only added to the plaguing thoughts ripping through me.

It was the most intense feeling I had ever felt. As if I was standing at the edge of a cliff, looking down, ready to jump. Not giving a shit if there would be land or water beneath me.

I was ready to take the plunge.

For her.

I couldn’t control, label, or even understand it.

Which was a terrifying thing for a man like me. The walls were caving in on me, and my emotions were suffocating as she slept in my arms.

I gave into it.

I gave into her.

Closing my eyes, I relaxed in her embrace.

For once in my life, I was along for the ride.

Ready to see where we’d end up on the other side.

Chapter Six

—Evie—

Caleb’s eyes fluttered open. I was still in his arms, staring up at him with my chin on his chest.

“Mmm,” he groaned, stirring awake while our gazes connected. “Are you watching me sleep?”

Even his raspy morning voice was sexy.

Smiling, I shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Are you plotting on how you intend to kill me?”

“I decided to let you live.”

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