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"Luke? Eve?" called a familiar voice—Luke's brother, Alex, no doubt searching for them. They froze, their hearts pounding in unison as they reluctantly separated and Eve readjusted her clothing and she watched as Luke's eyes grew dark as he licked her off his fingers.
“Fucking sweet,” he growled before he called back to his brother.
“Holy mother,” Eve said. “That was so hot.”
“Not yet little one, but it soon will be. I want my mouth on you, to drink more of that sweetness.”
Eve could hear Alex getting closer and started to readjust her clothing.
"Coming!" Luke called back; his voice strained as he pushed away from Eve, quickly heading towards the sound of his brother's voice.
Eve leaned against the wall, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, the lingering taste of Luke on her lips a sweet torment.
“That’s it. It’s time to make him mine,” she muttered as she gathered her things. And then she remembered the locked room.
***
Eve rushed home, her hands trembling as she searched the kitchen draws for something to open the door. Finally, she held a small screwdriver up and smiled.
This will do.
Eve was adept at unlocking doors. She taught herself after her ex kept her locked in a cupboard for punishment for some small thing that he said she had done. She preferred the confined space to his fists though.
Eve lifted the small flat edged knife from her dress and started to wiggle it down the edge of the door, while she wiggled the small screwdriver in the lock. She heard the lock turn and smiled, happy that she hadn’t forgotten the skill.
She took a deep breath, preparing herself for whatever she might find and opened the door. Her eyes adjusted quickly to the darkened room as her hand found the light switch.
Eve gasped as she took in the room. Every wall was filled with bookcases, overflowing with books. Eve ran her fingers over the glossy, colorful spines of the books, knowing that these meant something to him. There was not a speck of dust in the room. He treasured these books, some with notes spiling from them. She walked over to the large leather chair and small table sitting next to it, with a book open. That’s when Eve realised what sort of books she was looking at.
Romance. Smut and spice books.
Eve smiled at the thought of Luke, his large muscular form easing into the chair and picking up a romance book, scribbling notes as he went.
Who would have thought that books were his kink.
And hopefully not his only one.
Eve smiled.
He won’t walk away from me again.
Luke
Lukestoodleaningagainstthe window frame of The Book Nook, with a steaming cup of coffee in hand. His eyes tracked Eve who was strolling down the sidewalk across the street, her hips swayed gently with each step. Her quirky smile and infectious laughter echoed in his mind. He could feel the heat of her against him, her lips on his.
His hand tingled at the thought of touching her again. He knew he could have made her come there and then at the gym. She was so wet, so close. But since then they hadn’t had a moment alone.
Fucking Alex.
But Alex had come to let them know Eve’s ex had been granted bail and Alex was concerned he might come to the property looking for Eve. Luke hoped that he would, knowing exactly what to do with the body once he found him.
No one messes with my Eve.
"Damn it," he muttered under his breath, taking a sip of his now lukewarm coffee.
"Alright then," he murmured, rolling up the sleeves of his flannel shirt to reveal the intricate ink work on his forearms. He grabbed his pen and a worn leather notebook from the counter.
He knew he had work to do to win Eve over.
