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She’d lost her faith in him, and that was one more scar he had to live with.
“Thank you for telling me. For being honest,” May said.
Nine watched a tear fall from her cheek and soak into the cotton of her tank, making one tiny darker spot.
May stood and spoke so softly Nine had to struggle to hear. “I don’t think I want an agreement with a man who’d go so far for another woman because I’d always wonder if he’d do the same for me.”
She turned and started for the front door of the diner.
Nine watched her go, and the whisper that left his lips never reached her ear.
“I’d burn this city down for you.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Nothing But Time and Tequila
Anna
The limo rolled to a stop, and I followed the girls as we all spilled out of the blacked-out Lincoln into the parking lot.
Gate stood in the open front doors, shaking his head.
“What the actual fuck?” Gate chuckled.
“It was Layla’s idea,” I called out, icy margarita goodness sloshing over the rim of my glass.
Layla had called the driver service, and Gabby had remembered the cactus themed glasses in my butler’s pantry, Stella and Cassie had ninja’d some pineapple, and that brought us to here, being halfway blitzed on tequila before we’d even gotten to the party.
I walked toward Gate, strutting in my new heels, and while I’d been somewhat self-conscious without a bra, Gate’s watching my tits while he sank his teeth into his bottom lip made those inhibitions drift away like smoke on a breeze.
“See anything you like?” I asked, taking his hand as he helped me up the steps.
“You look like sex walking,” Gate growled, slipping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me close.
The girls streamed around us, but I only had eyes for Gate.
His hands slid down the fabric at my back to cup my ass and pull me closer.
I could feel his cock growing against me, the hard length notched right at my center where I needed him to be.
“You want to skip this and go home?” I whispered, turning my face up to his.
He nuzzled into my neck, the whiskers of his goatee crisping against the sensitive skin there.
“I know you’re not wearing a bra. You got on panties?” Gate’s growl deepened even more.
“Barely,” I said.
Gate reached down for the hem of my dress and skimmed his fingers up one thigh to my hip where he found the soft lace of my thong. He slipped a finger under the lace and followed back to the top of my ass.
“Hot as fuck, Anna,” he said against my lips.
And then he kissed me.
And it wasn’t an invasion. It wasn’t aggressive. It was a stealth attack, all slow and coaxing.
I leaned back, “You’ve got to stop, or you’re going to make me come, and I donotwant to ruin these shoes.”
