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He led her past the open concept kitchen that flowed off the living room. “Kitchen,” he said, gesturing to it as they walked. When she slowed, as if she wanted to give the space a closer inspection, he tugged her hand and led her on. “Media room.” He pointed it out as he kept moving.
“Zac?” she said.
“Music room.” That door was closed. He didn’t stop to open it for her. “Guest room, guest room.” They passed two more doorways.
“Zac!” She laughed. “I don’t know if this counts as showing me around.”
It didn’t. And he had said he’d give her a tour. But it had been a long fucking day, and he was tired. There was only one room he was interested in showing her right now. The rest could wait until tomorrow.
“My bedroom.” He pulled her into the oversized room.
Her breath caught as she saw the same view of LA through the wall of glass that made up one side of the room. “It’s amazing,” she murmured.
He hadn’t turned the lights on, so she was only a slender form silhouetted against the glow of LA at night. His body tightened as he imagined walking up behind her, peeling her out of her clothes, and fucking her up against the window, her breasts pressed against the cool glass.
He pictured taking her on the balcony that ran off the living room, bending her over as she braced her hands on the railing and tried not to scream his name. He saw himself fucking her in every room, on every surface of the apartment, and hoped he’d have time to do it all before he had to leave.
Beforeshehad to leave and go start her new life. Whatever that might be.
But tonight, there was only one place he wanted her. He stepped up behind her, brushed her hair away from her neck, and pressed his lips against the velvet of her skin.
Tilting her head to the side, she let out a sigh.
He pulled her away from the window and maneuvered her toward his king-sized bed. When the edge of the mattress pressed against the backs of her legs, she dropped down onto it.
Looking up at him through her dark lashes, her lips curved into a smile that drained all the blood from his body and pooled it in his throbbing dick.
He was going to take his fallen angel right here. He was going to make her writhe and call out his name where no other woman had ever been.
It was all he could give her—to be the only woman he’d ever fucked in this bed. Even if it didn’t seem like enough.
“Lie back,” he said, voice hoarse.
She obeyed him, her dark waves fanning out around his head.
She looked so damn perfect lying there, like she—
He cut off the thought before it could fully form, distracting himself by reaching for her jeans.
Because thoughts were dangerous things. And letting that one loose was far too risky.
He’d have these two weeks with her, and then he’d let her go.
He peeled the denim off her legs and closed his eyes against the sight of her. She looked seductive, innocent, sweet enough to eat, dirty enough to spend hours defiling. She looked like… His treacherous mind got away from him. The thought he’d held himself back from thinking before slipped its leash before he could stop it.
She looked like she was exactly where she belonged.
ChapterThirty-Five
“At last, we finally get to meet Cassie in the flesh!”
Cassie blushed as Beau looked her up and down. He broke into a warm smile, and the next thing she knew, she was wrapped in his muscular arms. Taken aback, it took her a second to return his hug.
When he stepped away, another gorgeous dark-haired, blue-eyed man took his place. They looked so similar, they might have been brothers, but Beau and Devon were cousins.
“Nice to meet you, Devon,” she said.
“It’sverynice to meetyou,” he replied with a devilish grin. “So which guitar tech school did you come from, sweetheart? And are there more of you?”
