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I then come back to the fact I haven’t had sex for three months, so any sex would have felt good.
But fuck if I can bring myself to believe that.
Adeline is fire and we burned brighter than I’ve burned with anyone.
I’ve never been good at staying away from fire.
Not even when I know it could burn me to the ground.
12
Adeline
Sabrina: Mom needs more money.
Adeline: What for?
Sabrina: Her car needs parts.
Adeline: Have her call me and let me know how much.
Sabrina: The mechanic says it could be thousands to fix.
Adeline: Yes, get her to call me.
Sabrina: She asked me to tell you.
I take a deep breath. I don’t believe my sister. She wants cash and is using Mom to get it. I doubt Mom even knows what she’s doing.
“Adeline,” Jameson says from beside me in the car.
I look up and realize we’ve arrived at my office. The trip here passed by in a rush of messages back and forth with Lara, and now these texts with Sabrina. Oh, and a whole lot of me trying to ignore the man sitting next to me.
I can’t stop thinking about the sex we had last night. I barely got any sleep. And not just because my brain wouldn’t switch off. My body wouldn’t either. I spent most of the night fighting with her every time she wanted to roll over and throw herself at him.
It’s appalling how much I want to have sex with him again.
I reach for my laptop and purse while he reaches for the door handle.
My core is like Pavlov’s dogs with that move of his. She knows what’s coming next and she is here for all of it.
I, on the other hand, am not.
I exit the car and my eyes meet his as he rounds it. They beg him not to put me through a kiss. Not this morning.
His arm slides around my waist and he pulls me close, keeping his eyes on mine.
I’m not skilled at reading Jameson yet, but I get the impression he intends on honoring my wish.
However, the way he’s bringing our bodies close tells another story, so I’m beginning to feel some of the bewilderment he causes in me. Bewilderment no other man has ever managed to cause.
His face dips to mine.
My hand moves to his chest, both to steady myself and to attempt to keep him at bay.
His lips brush my cheek before he murmurs, “I’m buying you new perfume that doesn’t fuck with my dick.”
With that, he lets me go and strides back around the car to his door.
