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I force myself to lean against the doorway, instead of getting too close to study every minute change on her face when she finally notices the paper on the wall. Nerves eat the lining of my stomach like hungry little piranhas.
She slowly walks toward it, stopping when she's a few feet away. She gasps, this quiet inhale of shock, her hand flying to cover her mouth.
“Nova,” she says, her voice catching. She looks over at me, her big eyes sparkling with unshed tears. “This is—this is”—she cuts herself off, shaking her head quickly in disbelief—incredible. “It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.”
It's her. Head tilted back with her hands lifting some of her long dark hair, the soft waves tumbling over her bare shoulders. Eyes closed and her perfect lips parted the way they do right before she comes.
“Nah, Evangeline. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on,” I tell her, my voice quiet but firm.
Her fingers ghost the lines of her jaw, a good six inches away from the actual paper. I already started the process of preserving it, so it'll be easier to move soon.
She pivots on the ball of her foot, turning around so quickly that I don't realize she's running toward me until she's nearly on top of me. She launches herself at me, wrapping her legs around my waist, and I catch her instinctually. My hands find her ass, and I hold her to me.
She's shaking her head, her gaze flying over the features like she's at a loss of what to say.
“One little drawing, and my girl loses her words?” I tease, squeezing her round ass.
“Shut up and kiss me,” she demands.
I crash my lips to hers in the next heartbeat. Possession beats against my veins as our tongues tangle together. She moans into my mouth, wiggling forward like she's not already pressed up tight against me. Her hands sink into my hair, flicking my hat off without missing a beat.
She pulls back, panting and cheeks flushed with arousal. “I can't believe you did that.”
“This is where I've been, what I've been doing for the last few days.”
Her eyes widen. “You've been doing this for days?”
I run my palms over her curves and nod. “Art is more than a job for me. It's . . . therapeutic. And sometimes when I need to work through some shit, or figure out a problem for the club, I come here. Sometimes it takes a day, sometimes a week.”
Her fingernails scrape against the nape of my neck as she regards me. “You're incredible, Nova. This kind of talent,” she pauses, shaking her head absently. “It's rare.”
I shrug, smoothing one hand up her spine. “I'm happy here though.”
She leans in and sweeps her lips across the corner of my mouth, whispering, “Thank you, baby. It's the best present.”
“You wanna know the best present you can give me?” I run my tongue across my bottom lip, catching the swell of her bottom lip.
“Hm, what's that?” her voice is low, sultry without even trying.
“If you sit on my face.”
She chuckles, but it's more arousal and less humor. “Right now?”
“Right here, sweetheart. Right now. I want you to ride my face, and don't stop until I tell you too.”
“Jesus Christ,” she swears on a gasp a second before she captures my mouth in a heated kiss. I feel the intensity of her desire, the possession in the way her hips roll against mine. Or maybe I'm fucking projecting my own overwhelming need for her.
A loud thudding pulls me out of one of the hottest kisses of my life. Who the fuck am I kidding? Every time my girl's mouth is one me is the hottest fucking time of my life.
I glance around, seeing someone waving outside the corner window. I walk over to it, still holding Evangeline, and raise the blinds.
Silas stands on the other side, holding up his phone. “Answer your fucking phone, Nova.”
Irritation pierces my scalp, and I yell, “I'm busy.” I lift her up a few inches, telling my brother exactly what I'm busy with.
His eyes narrow on me. “Club business. Now.” He doesn't say anything else as he stalks away.
I tip my head back and let out a sigh.
