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“Do you know what this does to me? Having you...” He slipped a finger into the side of her panties; it was all silky hot and wet. She tried not to gasp. She failed. “...like this...” He touched her glossy folds. “And not knowing what your sweet pussy feels like around my cock?”

He stayed in the line of her vision until she was forced to look at him. Ever so lightly, he dipped the tip of his middle finger inside her. Just the tip between her virgin lips.

“I...” Her phone, lying on the bed next to her, rang. As if it were a lifeline for her, she made a grab for it and tried to get away from him. He wasn't having any of that.

“It...” Her husky and soft voice made him harder. “It's my gramps... I have to...” She tried to get up. He didn't want her to. He stroked his thumb over her clit. Her whole body trembled beneath him.

“What are...” she said softly and weakly.

She was so gloriously receptive to him. So perfectly responsive even as she greeted her grandfather on the other side of the line.

Hunter rose onto his knees, effortlessly keeping her down, then slipped his fingers into the band of her panties and slid them down her legs.

She gasped loudly and then had to assure her grandfather she was all right, it was just... nothing, she said.

He took her wet panties and put them into his pocket, then left while she continued trying to form coherent answers to her grandfather.

“No, Gramps.” He heard her say as he walked out.

“I'm taking... care of it. I don't want you to worry about anything. I promise, just give me some time, okay? Nothing is going to happen to Everry Place, I promise.”

He supposed now was as good a time as ever to go and see her grandfather and set Dash up on a bloody date. What the fuck was she doing to him?

He didn’t visit old people, and he never set his friends up on fucking dates.

He called Dash from the car.

“Are you free tomorrow?” he asked straight away.

“For you, yup. What are we doing?”

“Charity event.”

“When and where?”

“Tomorrow morning. Some lake. I'll get you the details later.”

“A charity event at a lake in the morning?”

“That's what I said.”

“Everything I hate, but send me the details, and I'll be there.”

Hunter was just about to disconnect the call when he remembered. “Dash, make sure you wear Tom Ford cologne tomorrow.”

“Hunter Fucking McLeod, are you asking me out on a date?”

Hunter cut the call in the middle of his laughter. He really had no idea what he was doing anymore, but the fact that he had made her happy by getting his friend there fucking stirred his heart. Her sparkling smile did nothing good for his cock or his soul.

He slipped his hand into the pocket of his jeans and touched the dampness of her panties.

He couldn’t take her virginity because he didn’t know if he could let her go afterward, and it wasn’t a risk he was willing to take when it came to her.

Right now, he was fucking with fate.

Chapter Nineteen

Kensley could not believe this was happening. Hunter had come through for her and arranged for Dash to be at the charity event. It was all going to work out perfectly, and she couldn’t wait to see Marcy's face when her gaze fell on Dash for the first time.

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