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“When did she get back?”

“Yesterday and we did speak, but she never told me she was picking up Christian. She expressed interest in getting back together with me, but I quickly shot that down. Now she wants to play this game.”

He rubbed his face again, and I was beginning to suspect that was a tell of his for when he was tired. Not physically tired, but mentally and emotionally tired. That type of exhaustion that seeps into your bones and there’s not much of a cure for it.

“Fucking exes, eh?” I said with a small smirk, and it got a chuckle out of him.

“You heard from Adam?”

Now it was my turn to sigh. And wasn’t that a loaded question.

Liam

Ididn’thaveanyintention of sitting here for very long with her. I just wanted to explain myself and then call it a night. I couldn’t help but ask her more about Adam though. Francis’ words in my head were constantly playing on repeat in the back of my mind. I knew he wanted her and Adam back together, but I wasn’t certain that was going to actually happen.

“He’s called and left voicemails. Each one more hostile than the last. I know I need to call him. I know I can’t just disappear with Jeremy and expect for him to understand or be happy about it. I just don’t know what to say to him. I know my father wants us back together, but that’s not going to happen. Thankfully, my mom seems to be coming around to my side.”

“That’s good, though, about your mom. And your dad is traditional and stubborn. He’ll come around.”

I didn’t really believe that, but eventually he would give up. He would accept the current reality and move on from it. He wouldn’t be happy, and he would never understand why Jasmine had to do this, but he would stop yelling at her every chance he got.

“Sure.”

Her tone told me she knew I had lied to her, but she was letting me get away with it. The beauty of white lies.

“Fucking exes, eh?” I said, echoing her words just moments ago, and this time she gave me a genuine smile that had my heart beating faster.

“You know what we need?” she asked as she turned more towards me, our knees touching.

“A time machine?” I countered with a smirk, but I knew neither one of us would trade having our sons for anything in this world.

“No, but that’s tempting,” she said with a fond look before she continued. “A stress reliever. Something we can do to work off all of the stress from our no-good exes.”

She gave me a sultry look, and I knew exactly what she was thinking. It was a terrible idea. Just this morning I had swore to myself it would never happen again. That I would keep the wall up between us and we would never cross that professional line. Now here I was twelve hours later considering blowing up that line all over again.

What was it about her that made me so stupid and reckless?

“We shouldn’t do that. It’s not wise to mix business with pleasure,” I told her, even though I moved closer to her. It was like my body had a mind of its own, and it wasn’t looking to take no for an answer.

“I could argue that we mixed pleasure with business. After all, we did have sex first,” she expertly countered as she leaned forward, and I got a clear view down her shirt at her breasts. Fuck, she wasn’t wearing a bra.

She had been wearing a t-shirt and jeans earlier, but at some point she had changed into a simple dress or maybe it was a night shirt. Either way, it had spaghetti straps with a deep V-neck line, and it only went to the middle of her thighs. It was a deep blue color that was really bringing out the brown mixture in her eyes.

“You are technically off the clock,” I said as I moved in closer, shortening the gap between us.

“I am. Right now we are just two people that are in need of a release.”

Was I going to regret this come morning? Absolutely. I should walk away. I should go upstairs and jerk off before getting some sleep. That would be the smart decision to make right now.

She took her bottom lip partially into her mouth as she bit down on it as her eyes traveled down my body and landed on my hardening cock in my pants.

Ah fuck it.

Reaching out, I grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her towards me. Closing the gap between us as our mouths crashed into each other’s. She was instantly responding to me, and she didn’t waste any time before I felt her tongue seeking entrance against my lips. I opened my mouth and deepened the kiss.

Just kissing wasn’t enough; it was never going to be enough. I had to feel her against me. I had to taste her and feel her pulsing around me. I stood up and pulled her up with me without even breaking the kiss. I moved us over to the grass and laid down on my back. She had no choice but to join me on the grass, but before she could get too comfortable, I ran my hands down her back and under the hem of her dress. I grabbed the strings that made up her thong and pulled them down. She tossed her one leg over me to help get the damn thing off before she straddled me and grinded her pussy down on my hard cock.

We broke apart from the kiss as we both gave a deep moan. It was insane how badly I wanted her. How deeply I craved the feel of her skin against mine. I grabbed her by the hips and picked her up, bringing her sweet pussy up to my mouth. I wasted no time before running my tongue along her slick folds and up to her clit. I was rewarded with a deep moan as she wiggled her hips slightly to get more friction. Fuck, she tasted so sweet, like fucking honey. I was never going to get tired of this.

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