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EDEN

THE NEXT MORNING, I took my time getting out of bed. I didn’t want the dreams of Zander and the images of him touching himself in his office and holding me last night in his apartment to be lost with the darkness.

I tried to still be angry with him, but I couldn’t help it if I had dreams about him and his gorgeous body.

The muscles.

The tattoos.

It all made for a titillating show.

When I heard Aunt Kennedy call out for me, I knew I couldn’t lay there any longer. Rolling out of bed, I made a trip to the bathroom before I ventured into the living room.

She’d spent most of her morning packing, and her suitcases were lined up neatly by the living room door. I was sad that she was leaving, and anxious that no one knew for how long.

“Aunt Kennedy?” I called.

“I’ll be right out.” Her response came from her bedroom.

Sitting on one of the barstools in the kitchen, I waited for her to emerge. When she finally did, she looked absolutely stunning as always.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone travel with so much style as you.”

She laughed. “Believe me, if it weren’t for the fact that I have a meeting to be at with Kade an hour after I land, I’d be in sweats and an oversized shirt.”

I didn’t believe that for a second. I had yet to see Aunt Kennedy in anything but beautiful clothes since I’d arrived.

“Do you have time for breakfast?”

“I wish, hon, but I won’t.” She gave me a sad face.

“I wish I would’ve asked before. I wouldn’t have waited so long to get out of bed. I could’ve made something.”

“Nonsense. It’s your day off. You deserve to sleep in.”

Aunt Kennedy had been busy searching through her purse, checking off the things she needed in her head before she finally looked at me.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay while I’m gone?”

I’d lost track of how many times she needed my reassurance that I would be perfectly fine.

Sometimes, I was sure Aunt Kennedy forgot I wasn’t a little girl anymore. Truth be told, I didn’t have the luxury of that title even when I was technically considered one.

“I’ll be fine, Aunt Kennedy. You really don’t have to worry about me.”

“I just hate leaving you in this big place all alone for so long.”

“Really, I don’t mind the quiet. Plus, I’ll be working a lot, so I’ll only be here to sleep.”

“I know you’re only trying to make me feel better.”

I smiled. “Is it working?”

“Yes. Thank you.” She pulled me into a hug. “The car will be here any minute to pick me up. Will you help me bring my bags out?”

“Of course.”

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