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My hands tunnel through her hair to lock her in place. I want every bit of her attention focused on me.

At all times.

“Is that the only reason you’re not interested in getting together with him?”

Her chest rises and falls in quick succession. “Maybe.”

My lips drift over hers, never quite touching. It takes every ounce of self-control not to take her mouth. When it comes down to it, I’m torturing myself just as much as I’m tormenting her.

It’s only when her lips part and a groan of need breaks free that I finally give in to temptation. Our tongues tangle as she opens under the firm pressure I exert and the taste of her floods my senses. It has the power to dissolve all the jealousy festering inside me, eating me alive. It’s only when the beast within has been beaten back enough for rational thought to once again prevail that I pull away and lean my forehead against hers.

“Do you have plans after this?”

Her gaze stays locked on mine. “No.”

“Now you do.” Something within me settles at the notion that I’ll have her all to myself tonight.

“I suppose you’re going to keep it a secret?”

A slow smile curls the edges of my lips. “It wouldn’t be fun otherwise.”

Even though I don’t want to, I force myself to take a step in retreat to give us both a bit of breathing room before heading to the door and twisting the lock.

Just as I move into the hallway, my gaze slices to Juliette. She’s still pressed against the tiled wall. A dazed expression fills her eyes, and her hair is in slight disarray from my fingers tunneling through the thick strands.

I like it.

Like that I’m the one who mussed her up.

It’s something I’ve been wanting to do for years.

The temptation to eat up the distance between us and steal another kiss thrums through me. The need pulsing through my veins is almost too much to resist.

Here’s the problem—if I touch her again, it won’t end with a simple caress of my lips. It’ll go much further.

And I don’t want that.

Not here.

For now, this will have to be enough to satiate me.

“Oh, and Juliette?”

She blinks away the mental fog before her gaze locks on mine.

“Stay the fuck away from Sawyer.”

CHAPTER23

JULIETTE

“Happy birthday, Mom! I really hope you enjoyed the party.”

She wraps her arms around me and tugs me close. “I did, baby. Thanks so much for helping your father plan this.”

With a shrug, I smile. “He did most of the legwork.”

“Well, I still appreciate it. Did I ever mention that when we were in college, your dad threw me a surprise party just like this? That’s when I realized I was falling for him.”

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