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Jace heard everything?
I don’t mind except for the one slur from David, that one cringing reveal.
Please tell me he didn’t hear it.I’ll be mortified if Jace knows.
Yes, we’re a lot alike. Jace has told me intimate secrets. He shared erotic reveals. I’m not angered by them, I’m aroused.
But it’s not the same for a woman.
One night with the perfect man who doesn’t judge you can’t erase a lifetime of cultural shame. Ask the women who’ve been crucified for trying.
“Jace asked me to secure a room for you tonight, Ms. Tate.” Zar nods warmly. “And I have. You’ll stay in our suite.”
This is practically Zar’s hotel, his town, and now I know that Jace is one of Zar’s kings.
It’s why Zar can read the anguish between us. How everything is so right and wrong. How I don’t want to leave Jace, and he doesn’t want to let me go.
Zar hooks his arm, beckoning me to take it. “So, please be my guest, Ms. Tate, for any eyes watching.” He lowers his voice for Jace. “And use the security elevator, as you know, to the fifth floor. We’ll be waiting for you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
JACE
I crackopen my eyelids to a dream of whites on creams over blond floors.
This isn’t domestic bliss, but it’s damn close. Waking up with Vivian in my arms is my version of dying and going to heaven. Her in her white panties. Me in fresh boxer briefs I borrowed from my brother Nick.
“You just want to hold me?” Vivian had asked last night as we settled into Zar and Nick’s guest bed.
“Fuck, yes,” I rumbled, wrapping my arm around her. “Because I’m not letting you go.”
“You mean metaphorically.” She nestled against me, twining her fingers with mine. “Because Iamgoing tomorrow. I’m getting myself out of this trap once and for all.”
“You mean this trap?” I draped my leg over hers.
Damn, I was so tempted to roll on top of her, to take her, to make sure Vivian knew she’s mine, and I’m hers.
But she wanted it slow, and I want her for the rest of my life; sex can wait.
“You’re not a trap.” She sighed into my embrace. “You’re my freedom, Jace Ryan.”
Yep, that stirred my dickandmy heart, but I was determined to hold her until we awoke.
Until sunshine is pouring into the sumptuous guest bedroom and Vivian’s rousing with her fine ass pressed into where I’m fucking dying for her.
Her body is so warm, fitting perfectly nestled into mine. She’s making my dick have a very long and hard talk with me about loving her so much.
Fine.I start kissing her neck, making her moan while I broker a deal with my libido.You can have a sweet morning sip of her pussy. That’s it.
My mouth starts watering for it, my body ready to muff dive under the sheets as I lick my lips, lifting the sheets, and?—
“Ahem.”
I jump, snapping my glare to Zar and Nick, looming over the foot of our bed.
“Goddamn,” I grumble. “Who needs a cock-a-doodle-doo when we have two cockblockers waking us up?”
Zar grins, bare-chested in his silk PJ bottoms, looking gleeful about the interruption. Nick stands beside him, happily dressed like his husband, and holding my baby niece.
