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"Isn't that dangerous?" I ask with a frown.
"Not so much. I think the chance of him getting hit by an egg is larger than him hurting himself with that stick."
I chuckle at his joke.
"He likes you. You're special to him." Cole's voice is soft, but the sincerity in it is evident.
"I like him too. But Cindy got in my head, and I freaked out."
"Yeah, she has a talent for that," he mumbles. "So, what are you waiting for? Talk to him. He’s been going nuts since he left your house. Tell him I'll call him later. It was nice to meet you, Emma. I hope I'll see you again."
I tear my eyes off Nick for a moment to glance at Cole. "Likewise. Thank you for letting me in here."
"No problem. Now make my best friend happy again," he says as he turns and walks away.
I shift my attention back to the man, who's only wearing black sweatpants that sit low on his hips. God, his body, it's a living piece of art. The way he moves is captivating. He swings the stick around his body with incredible speed. How does he do that? The staff sways over his shoulders from one side to the other.I walk to the door and open it as quietly as possible. When I'm inside, I find the atmosphere mysterious and enchanting. My eyes wander over his torso, and my body reacts. He's like a magnet that pulls me towards him.
My nipples get hard. And as I come closer, I detect a thin layer of sweat covering his skin. It emphasizes his muscle structure with every flexion and contraction he makes. This is hot to watch.
Nick turns, and when his brown eyes meet mine, his hand misses the stick, and it hits his forehead.
"Shit, fuck, goddammit."
"Oh my God, Nick, are you okay? Are you bleeding? Do I need to call a doctor?" I hurry over and investigate his head by brushing his hair to the side. He grabs my hand and lowers it.
"I'm fine. Are you okay, Angel?"
I stare at our hands and start my second rambling session of the day.
"I'm sorry. But I got self-conscious when Cindy confronted me with these beautiful women. She told me I won't ever fit into your life because I'm a simple, plain-looking woman and that it was just a matter of time before you'd dump me."
"And you believed her toxic shit?"
To avoid his gaze, I let my eyes fall to the ground. Nick lifts my head by placing his index finger under my chin.
"Emma, look at me."
My eyes meet his.
"Goddammit, you’re more than enough. Do you hear me? You are the strongest, kindest, sweetest, funniest, and smartest woman I know. And you're an amazing mother."
I bite my lip, and my breathing becomes superficial. "Thank you," I whisper.
"To me, you're the sexiest woman on this planet. Even when you yell at me and you bombard me with eggs, you have the power to turn me on in a second just by looking at me with those enchanting forest eyes of yours."
I swallow hard.
"Emma, I want you and Charlotte in my life."
A whirlwind of heat rushes through my body, and I react by grabbing his face and pressing my lips hard against his. "I want that too," I say after I peel my mouth off his for a second. "Can you forgive me?"
He cups my face and kisses me back with such intensity that my toes curl. Our tongues battle, turning the kiss into a raging inferno. With one hand, he grips my ass and presses me against his body. How could I ever doubt this? The way we click when we're together is mind-blowing.
In his presence, I feel like I'm enough. I'm hot when he bites and tugs my bottom lip, and like a lightning bolt, a bold and naughty idea pops into my head. The heated expression in his eyes as I break our kiss gives me that extra stimulant. "Emma," he says with a husky voice when I circle one of his nipples with my finger.
"Your well-developed chest is sexy, Mister Brown." A growl leaves his lips when I trace his V-shaped pelvic muscles down to the seam of his pants.
"What are you doing, Miss Campbell?"
