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Lust. Pure and simple.

“You sure about this?” His voice rumbles as he pauses to tug my lower lip between his teeth.

“Don’t you want to?” I breathe against his lips.

He pulls back, looking into my eyes. But whatever he’s searching for, he’s not going to find it. There’s nothing more to this than the simple need for distraction and reassurance that I’m still in control of something.

Fuck married exes. Fuck questioning my judgment. Fuck everything else. Just for now. Just for this.

“Don’t you want me?” I repeat, running my fingernails through the hair at the back of his head.

His eyelids grow heavy as he leans into my touch, a sinful smile dusting his lips. “You know the answer to that.”

“Do I?” I tug on his hair, and he curses.

“I wanted you four years ago,” he groans, watching me for a reaction. “I wanted you last night. And I’ve wanted you every day in between. I never stopped wanting you, even when I didn’t see you. Don’t act like you don’t fucking know that.”

The intensity in his words steals the air from my lungs. I draw in a deep breath to ground myself. He drops his hands to his sides, curling them into tight fists like he’s fighting to hold himself back.

“Then what are you waiting—?”

He grabs my chin, making me gasp.

“I can’t fuck you and walk away after, Sophie. It doesn’t work like that.”

His eyes roam all over my face, taking their time to drink me in. His chest expands on a deep breath and his grip softens a little. Then he sighs, and it’s weighted with regret.

He presses a soft kiss to my lips. “I fuck you and I get to keep you forever. What do you say to that?”

I stand stunned as he looks at me.

“And there’s your answer.” He kisses my forehead softly before letting me go.

He gives me a slow, soft smile, his eyes dimming, as he steps back and turns to grab his jacket from the back of the chair.

“Drew?”

He walks toward the door.

My chest tightens. He can’t leave like this. Maybe Halliday’s talk of signs from the universe has some truth to it. Because as he opens the door, panic grips me, like a cold stab to the gut. Something’s telling me that if I let him walk out of that door now, I’ll regret it.

“Drew?” I raise my voice.

As he turns back, I tug the towel free, and it drops to the floor into a heap around my feet. The cool air dances across my skin, heightening my senses. Or maybe it’s the way he’s watching me with an intensity that sets my heart beating so hard it pounds in my ears.

He lets go of the door handle and the door falls closed, clicking shut.

We stare at each other. His throat constricts as he swallows, his eyes sliding over my body, drinking it in. He rolls his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes meet mine again, blazing with desire. The move is so sexy that I suck in a breath, anticipation making me hot from head to toe.

My fingers tingle the way they do in the courtroom when I know I’ve won my case. That intuition I have. That gut feeling when I know… When I just know.

“We’ll talk about the terms later. Now, come back here.” My nipples pebble into aching peaks at his darkened stare. “Now,” I add, “I’m not going to ask twi—”

He strides over and grabs me under one thigh, hoisting me up with one arm so that my legs wrap around his waist. His other hand grips the back of my head, cushioning it, as he slams me up against the wall.

“Doyouwantme?” he growls against my lips, our breath tangling as we pant. “You asked me if I want you and I told you. Now you tell me, Sophie, can you handle what you’ll get with me?”

He looks at me without blinking, the blue of his eyes piercing, as his lips hover inches from mine. His nostrils flare, and his scent envelops me until I taste smoked honey inside my mouth.

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