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I pull his mouth to mine so I can claim the kiss I’m desperate for.My tongue tangles with his while I show him what he does to me.Our kiss is raw and rough, and I almost lose my mind during it.
“Jesus, Ace,” he says when he ends the kiss and looks at me, his eyes wild with desire.“What are you doing to me?I can’t stop fucking thinking about you and I want to bend you over your dining table so I can see how wet you are for me.”
I grip his suit jacket.“I’m soaked.”
“Don’t tell me that when I can’t do anything with it.”He actually appears to be in physical pain.
I give him a sexy smile.“Well, you could if you wanted to.”
He toys with that idea for a long moment before finally letting me go and shaking his head.“No, I’m taking you on a date.Are you ready?”
“Almost.”
I apply some lipstick, quickly fix my makeup, and put my shoes on.
Ten minutes later, we’re in Callan’s Aston Martin when he curses and gives me an apologetic glance.“We have to make a detour.”
“Where to?”
“My place.”He brakes before making a right turn.“I forgot something.”
When he pulls into his parking garage, he cuts the engine and says, “I won’t be long.”
While he’s gone, a text sounds from my cell.As I’m reaching into my purse to retrieve my phone, I cut my finger on a piece of paper in there.
I curse at the pain.And at the amount of blood.I’m going to need a Band-Aid.
Thank goodness Callan left his key fob here.I lock his car and head up to his condo.
When I step out of the elevator into his foyer, he’s walking my way.His brows pull together.“I thought you were waiting in the car?”
I step out.“I was, but I just got a paper cut.I need a Band-Aid.”Knowing that he keeps them in his bathroom, I make my way in there.
“Here,” he says after following me in.“Let me help.”
I clean the cut with soap and rinse it while he gets the Band-Aid.He then wraps a washcloth around my finger and applies pressure to stop the blood.
I watch him while he does this, taking in the serious expression on his face.“Anyone would think I actually wounded myself with how attentive you’re being.”
“You did.”
I laugh.“Not really.”
“This could get infected and turn nasty.”
He’s right; it could.But I’ve never had that happen.Still, I can’t deny how much I adore the way he’s caring for me.
“If you ever decide you want a change in careers, you could try medicine.You’ve got a real doctor vibe going on here.”
“Is this another kink of yours?”
There’s a sexy edge to his voice now and I’m suddenly very aware of his proximity, his scent, his touch, hiseverything.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to you dressing up as a doctor,” I say as he secures the Band-Aid in place.
His eyes meet mine and I can’t stop myself from reaching for his suit jacket.“You know, I bought this dress yesterday because all I could think about was you taking it off me.But here I am, the one who can’t keep her hands to herself.”
“Liv.”His voice is rough.His eyes are flashing a warning.
