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“Don’t worry, beautiful,” he assured me. “Everything’s all right. I am here. I will always be here. I will never leave you.”
I blinked. Why did that seem to strike a nerve deep within me? It was as if I didn’t believe him. Why? What wasn’t I remembering?
Ryan began kissing along my jaw and down my neck. He reached my breast and took a nipple into his mouth, distracting me again.
I shook my head to try and clear it.
He was going to make me come again, and I wanted to, but I also wanted to remember whatever it was I was forgetting about us.
“Don’t think so much,” he said with a wry grin as he began slipping down my body. He parted my legs and held my gaze for a moment. “Just feel, baby.”
With that, he lowered his head, and his lips touched my eager sex. All thoughts left my mind as I released a shuddering breath and sank back in surrender.
***
I woke with a gasp, sitting straight up and clutching the covers to my chest.
I looked around, expecting to find Ryan in bed with me, but I was alone. My breath was heavy and sweat dripped down my back. The sheets were tangled between my legs, and my core throbbed from the very real orgasm I’d just experienced.
What the hell kind of dream had that been? Why was I having a sex dream about Ryan?
I turned to gaze at the clock on my nightstand. It was barely past two in the morning. With a groan, I flopped back down onto my pillow and covered my face with my hands.
This dream wasn’t good. I couldn’t be having these kinds of thoughts about Ryan. It wasn’t good for my sanity.
I needed to keep him at arm’s length at all costs. I couldn’t afford to give into my desires again. That was what had gotten me into so much trouble with him before.
Closing my eyes, I willed myself to go back to sleep and dream of anything other than Ryan-Freaking-Carson.
***
I stepped out of the front door of the bookstore and turned to lock it.
It’d been a long day, and I was beat. All I wanted to do was go home and curl up on the couch with Henry and watch cartoons.
Suddenly, I heard a car approaching and glanced over my shoulder. I watched Jason’s truck pull up and park in a spot in front of the store. I started to smile and waved, but I could see through the windshield that he was angry.
I frowned, taken aback. He got out of the truck and slammed his door shut.
“What the hell’s the matter with you?” I asked in lieu of a greeting.
He pointed a finger at me and growled, “Did you have sex with Ryan?”
My jaw dropped, and I shook my head. “Wh-what are you talking about?”
“Now is not the time to lie to me,” he snapped. “I swear to God, Sam…”
“Jason, stop!” I exclaimed, looking to my left and right to make sure no one was on the sidewalk to hear this. “You’re making a scene.”
“I’m making a scene?” he scoffed. “I could make a bigger one if you’d like! Otherwise, tell me the truth.”
I opened my mouth to deny the accusation again, but I could see in his expression that he wasn’t going to let it go. With a frustrated sigh, I grabbed hold of his hand and turned back to the store’s door. Unlocking it, I dragged him inside and shut it behind us. Letting him go, I turned to him and crossed my arms.
“Where did you hear that?” I demanded to know, neither affirming or denying his words.
“Ryan told me,” he said, shocking me. “Last night, he invited me over and started asking all these questions about Henry.”
“He was?” I murmured.
