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“Are we crazy? Is this all happening too fast?”

“Maybe, but I don’t care. I’m going by how I feel.”

“I’m too old to be having just fun…” Cutting her off, I promise, “This isn’t just fun to me. I’m uprooting my whole life, just so I can be near you. Give me the chance to show you how serious I am.”

Not taking the chance she’s going to knock me back again, I lift her giving her no choice but to wrap her legs around my waist. I press my lips to hers and it’s like I’m fighting the most important fight of my life waiting for her to kiss me back. The second she does, it’s game on.

Lowering her onto the bed, I instruct, “Don’t move.”

Undoing my jeans, I shove them down my thighs and my boxers quickly follow. She spreads her legs and rips her thong to the side, and I’m blinded with lust.

Hovering above her, I fight every instinct to thrust inside her till I’m balls deep and instead, ease in, savouring every fucking inch as she clenches around me.

Her eyes roll into the back of her head, her back arching, as I withdraw and slowly push back into her.

“And you’re not old. Fuck off with that shit.” Ripping her dress straps off her shoulders, I yank the top of her dress down to bare her tits. “You think the age difference means a fucking thing to me.” I quicken my pace and as she cries out, I add, “You’ve become everything to me. I see much more than you let me. You’re all I see, babe.”

We both reached our climax together but after being without her, I’m not ready to pull out. I stay where I am, careful not to put my weight on her.

“You’re one special woman and for as long as you’ll have me, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Don’t make promises that you can easily walk away from.”

“That’ll never happen. I wish you could feel what I’m feeling, then maybe you’d start to believe I’m gonna be the best thing to ever happen to you.”

Her laugh changes the atmosphere in the room, but she admits, “I’m starting to see that.”

I fell asleep content and dare to say, happy. I wake and it all crashes down around me. She’s gone. Her side of the bed isn’t even warm. The crash weighs me down but lifts a little when I see I have a text from her.

I couldn’t sleep, I went home, I’ll call you later.

Tossing my phone on the empty side of the bed, I scrub my face in my hands and jump up. I may not be waking up with her this morning, but I will be spending my first night in the new place with her and I’ll be damn well waking up with her tomorrow morning. I plan on christening every surface in every room pounding into her fine ass the first chance I get. I’m hoping I broke through a few of her barriers last night and that now in the cold light of day, they don’t build back up.

Showering and getting dressed, I make sure I haven’t left anything laying around and head down to the bar. Chaos and Mayhem are sitting in a closed-off conversation and as I go to pass them, Chaos hollers my name.

Backtracking, I stand at their table and tip my chin. “What’s up?”

“You’ve got your first shift at the parlour today, yeah?”

Shit. I completely forgot. Not that I’m going to own up to it.

“Yeah, I’m heading there now.”

“I saw Lexi leaving early this morning. She good?”

She should be after I worked her over hour after hour last night. Again, I keep that to myself.

“Yeah. She’s got shit to do today.”

“We’ll discuss your transfer after your shift. Take the day to make sure this is what you want.”

I go to reassure him, but I take his advice and keep my mouth closed if only to appease him.

“Sure.” Checking the time on my phone, I say, “I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you later.”

The sky is gloomy as I ride through town. Rain is coming and I’m glad to get to the shop before the first raindrop falls.

From the outside, first impressions would be that the inside is dark and old school but it’s ultra-modern with its sleek furniture, flat screens lining the walls with various tattooist’s work flashing from one image to the next.

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