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He held me tight. “You didn’t deserve that, Raven. But I’m glad you didn’t marry him.” He lifted my chin, meeting my eyes. “I would never cheat on you. Ever. I meant what I said last night.”

It was impossible to look away from his intense gaze. Truth blazed from his eyes.

“I know,” I said quietly. I patted his arm. “But we’re okay, um, coverage-wise. I won’t get pregnant or anything.”

“I’ll keep using a condom until you tell me not to.”

His declaration made me smile.

“I need a shower,” I whispered. “I’m covered in you.”

He chuckled. “I like you covered in me.” But he threw back the covers, getting out of bed. He held out his hand. “Come with me, Raven. I’ll clean you up.” He winked as he pulled me from the bed.

“For now.”

* * *

The shower was long, hot, and we somehow got messy again and had to start all over. I tried not to giggle as Damien aimed the showerhead at the tile wall, washing away the evidence. After we got out, I tried not to ogle him as he moved around, a towel tucked at his waist, his broad shoulders and well-toned torso still glistening with water from the shower. He caught me eyeing him up and stopped in the process of pulling a T-shirt out of the dresser. He lifted one eyebrow, teasing and confident.

“See something you like?”

I shrugged. “Meh.”

He laughed and advanced toward me, looking dangerous and far too sexy after what had occurred in the shower. And the bed. And last night. I backed away, realizing my mistake as my legs hit the mattress and I fell backward. Instantly, he was over me, his smile wide.

“I like what I see,” he murmured, tugging on the towel wrapped around me. “Even if you’re hiding it.” He traced his finger along my collarbone. “Not meh at all.” His gaze darkened. “Sexiest damn thing I have ever encountered.”

Our eyes locked and held. My breath stuttered in my throat. He began to lower his face to mine when his phone rang out. It was a familiar ringtone, and I lifted my eyebrow. “Is that ‘Eye of the Tiger’?”

He chuckled. “Egan. He’s fixated on Rocky.” He stood, looking regretful. “And if he’s calling, I need to take it.”

I nodded. The moment had passed. It was fine—I was already feeling the effects of him having had me so many times. My lady bits could use a rest.

He wrapped his hands around my shoulders, pulling me into a sitting position. He bent and kissed me. Long, slow, sensuous. I felt it in every molecule of my body. Even my lady bits woke up, deciding they weren’t that sore after all. He gazed down at me in wonder. “You bewitch me, Ravenna Jade.”

“I like how you say my name.”

“I like saying it.”

“You’re pretty addictive yourself.”

He kissed me again, a fast, hard press of his mouth on mine. “Good.”

He picked up his phone. “I need to go downstairs and see Egan. You okay here?”

“You said I was.”

“I meant it. The building is secure. So is the rooftop if you want to go sit in the sun for a while.”

“I might. I’ll be outside a lot soon. Might as well get used to it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“School is out soon. I work at a day camp in July. Well, three weeks of July, with a friend of mine.”

“You don’t take the summer off?”

“No. I enjoy being with the kids. We have lots of fun. Deb and I did the Easter break one, and we got along well. So, I agreed to do the July one. The pay is decent, and I still have all August off.”


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