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I searched his gaze. He was right, of course. And yet part of me thought that if I walked out that door, he’d back out of our arrangement.

But I wanted West as many times as I could have him before we left Reno.

He kissed my nose. “Don’t worry. I have plans for you tonight.” He nipped my earlobe and whispered, “Part of them include you on your knees, swallowing my dick, and moaning as I coat your throat with my cum.”

Just his words made heat rush between my legs. “Promise?”

He chuckled. “We’re sharing a room, and there’s only one bed. And before you say anything, the cot will be gone before you return. So you’ll be stuck sharing that bed with me, Emilia.”

After moving back enough so I could see his face, West cupped my cheek. He whispered, “A reminder of what’s to come.”

He kissed me, slowly at first before his tongue explored my mouth, teased my tongue, and then pulled back. “Now, get dressed and run your business like the boss you are.”

I stared up at West for a beat, feeling confused and vulnerable and almost like I should run far, far away.

Because this man was a danger to all my plans and determination and beliefs about what I thought I wanted.

I’d just have to be really damn careful in the future.

And so I dressed, readied myself, and went looking for Abby so I could retreat and hide behind my work again.

Though how I was going to deal with the very large and tempting problem of Weston Wolfe after we left Reno, I had no fucking idea.

ChapterTwenty-Six

Weston

It’d been fucking hard to watch Emmy leave the room and not follow her. I’d barely had a taste of her, and she was already gone.

It wasn’t just the sex—although that had been amazing—but the simple act of eating lunch with her and teasing her had been…nice. More than nice, in truth.

Weird as it was, it’d felt like we’d been dating for a while already, were comfortable with each other, and went from teasing to dirty in no time flat.

I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. Any pretense that I could resist her was out the fucking window now. Being with Emmy was what I’d always dreamed of having in a partner—sexy as hell in bed but a friend outside of it.

However, my cynical ass still had doubts about forever. Given my first marriage, it would be hard not to. There had been times, in the beginning, when’d I’d been so damn hopeful.

Regardless of my past, I was determined to try with Emmy. Because if the version of her who taught my daughter to swim could exist alongside the one who made me laugh one minute and then turned my cock hard the next, I might consider the big M word again.

Marriage.

But I was getting ahead of myself. The next couple days were about fucking Emmy as much as possible and wooing her a little when we weren’t. Long-term plans would have to wait.

Too bad real life would take up most of our time in Reno.

After I cleaned up, I went to the secure storage area to catalogue the wine for the event. Once done, I knew Abby and Emmy would still be a while yet. So I took out my phone to call my kids, only to see texts from my aunt. With a sigh, I read them:

Aunt Lori:Avery wants to text you some emojis but said she’s not allowed. So the next message will be from her, with my permission.

Aunt Lori:

Aunt Lori:Me again. She said that’s her day so far and wants you to make a story from it later.

Aunt Lori:Try to have some fun and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.

I chuckled, just imagining what kind of adventure Avery and Wyatt had experienced today. And I instantly missed my kids.

Needing to hear my kids’ voices, I dialed Aunt Lori, and she picked up on the second ring.

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