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Killer.

It was always Ezra’s nickname for me, while Damon was partial to calling me Red.

At my response, one corner of Ezra’s mouth curls enough for a dimple to indent his cheek, and when that amber stare dips down to my mouth, I lose the ability to breathe.

His head tilts just slightly to the side before dipping down to fill my vision. He always makes sure that all I can see is him whenever he’s close by.

“I missed you,” he whispers. “And you’ve been pissing me off for the last ten years. I think you should know that. I don’t appreciate being ignored.”

He runs the tip of his nose along my jaw, his scent seducing me, a dark spice weaved through masculine musk, the very feel of it forbidden.

Mouth against my ear, he says, “We have an engagement present for you. But we can’t give it to you yet. Meet us upstairs in an hour.”

I wonder if he can feel my pulse racing beneath my skin, or if he can hear the indecision that’s screaming in my head.

They always do this to me.

Always...

Although it’s Ezra that calls to me the most.

“You know I can’t,” I begin to argue, but he presses his thumb against my lips in a silent reminder of the past.

“You told us a long time ago you’d wear black for this night. And we promised you we’d make it all better.”

Amber eyes meet mine when he turns his head. “Don’t make us liars.”

My body trembles in memory of what we were doing when that particular promise was made. I feel sweaty and oh so deliciously dirty just thinking about it.

“Just like before?” I ask, my gaze tangling with his in a way that is far too dangerous.

He nods.

“Just for fun?”

Another nod.

Damn it, I shouldn’t be tempting myself with this.

My heart thumps once and then twice, each beat painful before he whispers the rest of a joke we often said in high school.

“Just this once.”

No.

I should say no.

Fuck! Why can’t my lips form that one simple syllable?

“Just this once,” I repeat, my voice breathless.

His grin widens before he presses a soft kiss to my temple.

“That’s my girl. We’ll see you in an hour.”

Ezra winks and steps away, and I watch helplessly as he prowls off to turn a corner and disappear into the main portion of the mansion.

My head falls back against the wall as I release the breath I’d been holding in my lungs.

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