Page 95 of The Secrets We Keep


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I honestly thought they just wanted some alone time before Eli left tomorrow.

Shutting the door after they left, I turned around to find Marin staring at me, the hunger in her gaze telling me exactly what she had in mind.

My eyes traveled the length of her body, and I took a step forward before I froze.

“I should go,” I said, my voice already betraying the need pulsing in my veins.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because right now, the only thing I can think about is taking you back to that bedroom so I can spread you out among all those canvases and do all sorts of dirty things to you,” I confessed. “But this is your house, and I know how sacred it is.”

Her breath caught.

It seemed I had no filter when I was around her.

Absolutely none.

She looked at me and took a tentative step forward. “When Curtis was here, it felt wrong,” she explained. “It doesn’t feel that way when you’re here. It never has.”

“Why?” I asked, trying to understand how I could be any different.

“I don’t know.” She shrugged. “When you’re here, it just feels…”

“What?” I asked, already knowing the answer, but needing to hear it all the same.

“Right.” She answered. “It feels right.”

I moved, pulling her to me, and our lips met in a passionate, frenzied kiss. The last two days of sweet and playful caresses felt like one long, drawn out session of foreplay, and I was about to combust.

Sweeping my hands under her ass, I hauled her off the ground, wrapping her long legs around my torso as I made for the guest bedroom. She moaned into my mouth as her arms snaked around my shoulders again, and her nails dug into my hair.

My cock strained against my jeans, already hard, dying to break free, but tonight was all about her.

We made it down the hallway, and I turned and pressed her into the doorframe. The lights were still on in the guest bedroom, and she pulled back just enough to look in and see the canvases spread across the room. Her legs slid down my body one at a time before she turned, and I found a very hesitant expression staring back at me.

“There’s something I need to tell you.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The words died in my throat.

Just tell him, Marin.

It’s just a precaution. Just a warning.

Wouldn’t want to bruise that male ego.

I swallowed hard. “I don’t even know how to say this,” I said, walking into the room and taking a seat on the bed.

I moved a few canvases so there was a space for him to sit next to me. I still couldn’t comprehend their reaction to my paintings.

But that was something to ponder later.

I blew out a long breath, grateful he was giving me time to gather my thoughts. And my confidence. “I didn’t start dating Curtis until three years after Daniel died. Before that, there was no one.”

He nodded. “Okay,” he said, trying to make sense of what I was telling him. And then some sort of realization spread across his face. “Are you trying to ask if I’m clean? Because I haven’t slept with anyone in years. Not since…”

I gulped. I wasn’t going to ask. Hadn’t planned to, but now that I knew, I wasn’t sure if I was relieved there had been no one else, or perhaps a little sad that he’d been so lonely for so long.

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