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“She should have taken a decent lawyer, then,” Audrey snipes.

“Hey, Hudson is a great lawyer.”

“Sure he is. He’s just an insect of a human.”

“Why do you hate him so much?” I ask, glad that the attention is off me for a change.

Audrey huffs, throwing her hair over her shoulder, the glossy locks worthy of a TV commercial even at this time of day. “I don’t hate him. I don’t think about him at all.”

“Hmm, seems like you do.”

Audrey stands and flicks her wrist, putting her back to us. “Can we change the subject please?”

I pause glancing at Lottie as I hear the crack in my friend’s voice. Lottie looks as shocked as me and because of it we let it go, but there’s more to this than she’s letting on and I need her to know we are here for her. “We can, but if you ever need to talk, then I’m here for you, Aud.”

“Me too.”

She turns and gives us an overly bright smile. “Thank you. Now, where are we on wedding planning, Lottie?”

The evening moves on and by ten pm I’m tipsy and wanting my man. I could call an Uber to pick me up, but I know Beck is home and doesn’t like me getting in a car with a stranger. I call him and he says he will be here in fifteen minutes. The deep timbre of his voice makes my body heat and suddenly I’m excited to get home. Audrey opens the door when it buzzes and my heart swoons at the sight of him.

“Hey, Aud.”

I don’t think, I just act, running up to him and throwing myself in his arms. He steps back with an oomph but holds me tight, his arms around me keeping me close. I wrap mine around his neck and kiss him deep, a moan slipping from my throat as he kisses me back, his tongue dancing with mine. I pull back and look at his handsome smile and I can see the tension easing out of him. “I missed you.”

He laughs as he lets me slide down his body until my feet touch the floor, but he doesn’t let me go, he keeps me in his arms. “You saw me a few hours ago.”

“I know. It was too long.”

His eyes go soft and I know that look, it’s one I’ve seen so many times, and it’s so full of love for me. “It was.”

“Okay, out of my house. I need to go make friends with my vibrator after witnessing you two and Linc and Lottie making out in my foyer.”

I laugh as we say good night to Audrey, and Beck leads me to the car. He opens my door and helps me in, stealing a kiss as he buckles me in. As soon as we’re moving, his hand takes mine and rests our entwined fingers on his thigh. I feel his glance and turn to see him watching me.

“Did you have fun?”

I sigh. “I did.” I chatter on about the wedding and Audrey and Hudson and the mystery between them and before I know it we’re back at my place. Beck parks and leads me to the elevator, his arm around my waist as I lay my head on his chest. I feel his kiss on my head and close my eyes, soaking up the feeling of being loved by this man.

He takes my key and opens my door for me and stops. “Do you want me to come in?”

I stop midstride and turn to see the hesitancy in his stance. He’s never asked before, using my space much like his, as his own. Have I made him feel so uncertain he doesn’t know how much I need him in my life?

I tug his hand as shame hits me and Beck steps up to me. My hands trail over his chest and I press my body against his, feeling his hard cock against my belly as his hands stroke over my hips.

“I don’t ever want you to leave.” My heart hammers as I say the words, and for a second he doesn’t seem to understand.

“I won’t leave you, Tink.”

“I know that. I mean I want to wake up every morning with you. I want us to go to bed together every night.”

His face morphs into a giant smile. “Are you sure?”

I grin and bite my bottom lip to stop my face from splitting in two with joy. “Never been more sure of anything.”

“In that case.” He slams the door behind him and scoops me into his arms, a wicked grin playing over his lips. In three quick strides, he deposits me on the couch and starts to shed his clothes. “Get naked, Amelia. Don’t make me wait.”

I begin to hastily pull at my clothes as I watch his magnificent body come into view. His chest is wide and tan, with muscles stacked perfectly. His thighs are strong and thick and his cock is a work of art. If cocks could be art, his would be. I am ogling him as I sit totally naked, every nerve in my body pulsing with the need for his touch.

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