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“They asked for my whereabouts this weekend.” He squeezes my hand again. “I had to tell them I was here with you. I’m sorry to put you in this position.”
“Don’t apologize. I’ll do whatever you need me to do.”
“Thank you.” His voice is thick. Strained. Disbelief is an arresting emotion, and it’s flitting across his face in painful waves. Anguished steel eyes burn into me, bringing on the threat of tears.
I shouldn’t want to touch him the way I do—with feverish longing rushing through my veins. Not under the circumstances. Fighting the need to crawl onto his lap and wrap my arms around him, I settle for returning the tight grip of his hand.
This is our lifeline—the holding of hands, the unwavering lock of gazes, the connection that’s only grown more powerful since the day we met. There’s no coming back from how we feel, no matter the circumstances.
“Jules…does it make me a total asshole for wanting you in my arms right now?”
“If that’s the case, then we’re both assholes.”
With a tug on my hand, he coaxes me to straddle him and winds his arms around me, like two bands of immovable strength holding me hostage.
But this is where I belong, and there isn’t a thing in the world that will change that truth. As I sink my fingers into his hair, the tips of my breasts brush his solid chest. His stormy gaze settles on my mouth, and his innate intensity ignites an inferno between us.
Making me wet.
Making him harder than steel.
I don’t have to grind on him to know it’s true.
Letting out a sigh, he rests his head against the back of the couch. “I should have been strong enough to stay away from you today. If the media catches wind of an affair on top of everything else…”
Blinking rapidly, I ward off the hurt stinging my eyeballs. “I thought this was more than an affair.”
“It is, or I wouldn’t be here now.” He lets a heavy beat pass. “This is me being weak. This is me needing you no matter what.”
“I’m glad you came to me.”
“Fuck, Jules. If the world were burning down around me, I still wouldn’t be able to stay away. But things are about to go to hell. Until Monica is found, and this mess is resolved, you and I…”
“Can’t be together.” The despondency stirring my tone makes him wince.
“No, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying we need to be careful. The last thing I want to do is sneak around with you.”
“But?”
“But someone turned up dead in my home, and now my wife is missing. I don’t want to get you caught up in this more than I already have.” He grabs me by the nape, pulling me closer until I taste his breath on my lips. “Tomorrow, we’re going to work like nothing between us has changed, and I’m going to do everything in my goddamn power to fix this.”
I don’t like it anymore than he does, but I get it.
“Where’s your phone?” he asks.
I tilt my head toward the kitchen where I’d been pacing, trumped up on adrenaline and nerves as I waited to hear from him. “On the counter.”
“Call in sick. I’m needed at a press conference in an hour, but after that, no one’s expecting me at the office today.”
“What are we doing, Cash?”
“Stealing what little time we have left.” He doesn’t need to elaborate. Now is all we have.
Because tomorrow…
Tomorrow everything changes.
