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Women make their own choices of who to date and who to fuck in the middle of the night on damp, perfumed sheets.
It’s only a loose conflict of interest between us. I have to get that scumbag off, so he’ll hand over her designs. Then I’ll be free to pursue her. And get Ash back.
The two of them. I want them both.
But once Bernadette’s stolen property is returned, she’ll leave New York to work in L.A.
My heart flips at the idea of her being so far away from me.
But Victoria Holden seems interested in her, too. That might keep her right here in the city.
Looking around the table, I see two other men who want her, like me.
What if...
What ifwecan be her family? The family she lost.
“I’d take you out tonight, too, but I have follow-up rounds and paperwork.” Ash touches her chin softly.
“Then I think I’ll just stay home and take a bath. I saw these fuzzy calming bath bombs in the basket on the vanity.” She turns to me. “Those aren’t just for show, are they?”
I don’t take baths and have no idea what she’s talking about, but I assume Nell put bath salts in all the guestrooms.
“Use whatever you want.”
“I also want to try and sketch. Being with Victoria, I felt a spark.” She turns to Ash and glows with excitement. “When I showed her that app and she loaded in the design, my fingers tingled, I don’t want to lose that feeling.”
Ash was there when she had this breakthrough.
I hope he understands what that means to her. Could he ever imagine his hands shaking so that he can’t operate?
“You definitely lit up, baby.” Ash’s eyes find mine.
Hefucking lights me up and watching him touch Bernadette gets my blood moving.
“I’m going to visit the ladies’ room.” Bernadette stands up. “Where is it?”
“I’ll show you, sweetheart,” Emery says, but I think that’s because he senses the tension between me and Ash.
When they leave, I climb into her seat to be next to him. “You’re getting cozy with her.”
“Do you have a problem with that?”
“Depends.” I pull him in until our mouths are dangerously close.
Ash trembles under my touch. His breath and thesmell of his cologne kill me. Fuck, I miss him so much.
“Are you going to make me apologize again, Ford?”
“No. I don’t care that you’re sorry.”
“People fuck up.”
“Not me.”
“No, not you.” Ash snaps out of my hold, the spell broken. “Never you. Perfect fucking Ford Montgomery.”
Ash picks up his wine, his gaze drifting across the table.
