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“Oh my God, baby. I’m sorry.” I leaned my forehead on hers, wishing that I’d been there to see her and make things better. Did she seek comfort in someone else’s arms? “Has there been anyone else?” I asked, needing to know. I couldn’t blame her for it, even though that shit would crush me.

“No, I was stuck on hating you for a promise that seemed so genuine.”

“It was, my princess. I thought of nothing but you. Now kiss me so I know this is real, Harper.” She hesitated just a second before her head moved toward mine. It was too slow for me though, so I closed the last centimeter and took another sweet kiss from her strawberry lips. Her mouth was perfectly soft until she slid her hands up my chest, over my shoulders, then into my hair. She tugged on the strands and nipped at my lip, growling softly. It was like a small kitten baring her teeth at me.

“What was that for, my feisty kitten?”

“Just wanted to show you I’m real, Bryce.”

“I’m about to show you how real I am,” I growled, grinding my hard cock against her heat through our clothes in the middle of the front hotel parking lot. “I’m real and beyond ready to show you how legit.”

She moaned, pressing her hips up and grinding her hot pussy against my rod. I didn’t give a fuck about the hundred cameras for my sake, but for hers, I did. I had to get her out of here before I fucked her in the car. Our first time should be somewhere special, but my parents were at the house and God knows they were probably by the pond. It was their place.

“Where do you live?”

“I have a small apartment in town on Keeler and Main.”

“Any roommates?”

“No,” she said, shaking her head. That was a really expensive area in town for someone working at the hotel. I knew we paid our employees well, but not that well. “Before you ask, I’m not that poor. I took the job to see you again.”

“Thank fuck for that,” I said. She wanted to see me again after all these years, having not given my cookie away to anyone.

“There’s more. I feel that I have to be honest with you before we go any further,” she said, rubbing her fingers together.

I clutched the steering wheel until my knuckles were white. “Go ahead,” I gritted out. Nothing was going to change my mind about us, but I had a feeling whatever she had to say wasn’t a good thing.

“The thing is…” she paused nervously.

“Yes, kitten. You can tell me.” I ran the back of my hand down her cheek trying to calm her down.

“My mom knows I was going to see you. She thinks we’ve never met and wants me to seduce you and get pregnant so you’ll be forced to marry me,” she finished with a sob.

“Funny, it’s the same thing I want, except the forced part. I told you that back then.” It struck me that maybe she didn’t. She waited all these years, knowing who I was. “But you don’t want me, do you? Are you doing this because of her?”

“Please, let me out.”

“Answer me, Harper.”

“No, but I had a feeling you’d think that. That’s why I said something before she could ruin things between us.”

“She couldn’t. Why didn’t you come for me?”

“I didn’t know who you were until we were at the stoplight next to your parents, and my mother said something. I could recognize your fa

ther in a second. It’s like seeing you in the future. I looked you up then and made the decision after I graduated college to work here. I started as soon as I finished.”

I smiled. “You know I’m jealous of my father now. I wasn’t, but I saw the way you looked at him earlier.”

“I’m not interested in him. But I dreamed of you looking at me the way he does your mother. I felt hope seeing them.”

“I’ve missed you. Damn, I wished things were different, but I suppose this is how it’s meant to be for us.” I took her hand, intertwining our fingers and bringing it to my lips for a kiss.

“I guess. You’ve been worth the wait.” She smiled at me, her cheeks pinking with embarrassment or excitement; I wasn’t sure which it was.

I laughed, shaking my head at her. “Don’t say that yet. I’ve never been with a woman before. You might be disappointed.”

“You didn’t feel like one back there,” she said, looking down at my cock that was still hard as steel and could hammer the repairs on the hotels all by itself. With her hand wrapped in mine, I adjusted my length. Her fingers loosened from mine and grazed my bulge. My eyes darted to hers.


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