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"You’re an intelligent woman, make an educated guess." Leaning back, he stretched his long legs out, portraying the wealthy and confident man he was. She couldn’t help but recall what they’d done at the cabin and how he’d made her feel.
If she’d known there was a chance of him being here, she would have avoided coming. Things had changed between them and she was now so aware of him she couldn’t stop thinking about him.
"You want us to have sex?" Even the word and the imagery that popped into her head was making her hot.
"That’s right." He lifted his glass in a toast.
"I’m here with someone as I’m sure you are."
"I’m here on my own.”
“Why?”
“I’m about to be a father," He murmured as if that explained it.
"You’re getting ahead of yourself."
"Am I?" He sipped his champagne, emerald eyes wandering over her throat and flawless skin. "Get rid of that idiot and come home with me. You know you want to."
"How arrogant of you." She was trying to stem the excitement racing through her body. It wasn’t a good idea for them to take this any further. It was already complicated enough.
"Not arrogant." He denied. "Just stating a fact." His voice dropped and deepened and, for a minute, it felt as if they were alone. "I want to taste those sweet nipples of yours and make you come all over my cock. “
Macayla felt the breath strangling inside her throat and, for a second, she couldn’t respond. The dress she was wearing felt too tight over her nipples and the material rubbing against them was sending fire down to her core.
"You know you want to." He insisted huskily. "We both want that."
"It’s an arrangement-" She finally managed to croak.
"Which doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun while we’re waiting." He pressed. "Come home with me, Macayla, and let me light your fire with my flames."
She managed to summon up a glare. "Does that kind of lame chat up line work with the rest of the women?"
"Usually. Is it working for you?"
"No." Taking a deep breath, she took a gulp of champagne. "Just let me tell my Mom I‘m leaving."
"I’ll meet you in the parking lot."
Brady watched her move away, admiring her hips in the clingy material. He hadn’t expected it to be that easy. Taking a deep breath, he went to find and tell his Dad he was leaving.
Chapter 5
The business district as the area was called was home to the rich and famous and boasted sleek high-rising apartments, trendy restaurants, quaint galleries and museums and a police station that looked more like a five-star hotel than an precinct.
There was a park with several streams and paths to either walk their expensive dogs or jog along the winding tracks in search of peace and exercise.
Macayla had been here several times before and admired the clean lines and symmetry of the place. It was a gated community and people from the outside could only be admitted if they were on the list.
The security at the gate was very tight and they were paid well enough to be discreet. She drove in behind Brady assuming he’d alerted the guy as she was admitted without question.
His apartment was one of the newer models and she knew the entire apartment complex was mostly owned by them. Driving into the underground garage, she exited the vehicle and walked over to where he was waiting for her.
"Nice." She murmured. "It makes my place looks like a dump."
"I’ve never been to your place, so I’ll reserve my opinion. Shall we?" He led the way to a flight of stairs.
"No elevator?"
