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Maybe I can find a way to sabotage the plane so we can’t leave. We can stay here forever, walk to the beach and play in the waves and love each other.

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” I whisper into her hair.

The sound of her steady breathing is the only response.

43

Cady

Iwasn’t asleep. I heard what Maximus said.

He said he was falling in love with me, but how? And why?

What am I supposed to say to that? How can I say I love him when I’ve never been in love? My marriage was one of lust, never love, although he told me again and again.

It feels different with Max. It feels… good. Right.

I feel good with him, like I should be here. That it’s where I belong.

The realization terrifies me. It confuses me because I’ve never belonged with anyone. I’m my own person, capable of taking care of myself. I’ve never needed anyone but with Max—

I don’t need him. I can’t, because where will that leave me if he lets me down?

But what if he doesn’t? What if Max is the first person to care enough not to let me down?

I wake up to a warmth pressed against my back, and the heavy weight of Max’s arm pinning me in place.

It’s a very different sensation than waking up with Noam holding me the same way.

It’s enough to make me lie quietly with him, enjoying being held rather than looking for a way to escape.

I’ve perfected the escape but maybe it’s time to work on staying. Of starting something new.

With Max.

The thought makes me smile as I wriggle against him—not to escape but to wake him up. His breathing hitches and his hand flattens against my stomach as he pulls me tighter against him. “No,” he growls.

“No, what?” Another wiggle, pushing against him, the hardness pressing insistently against my ass. Max grinds against me before rolling away.

“You’re going to kill me,” he rasps. “I’m going to fuck you so slowly that you’ll beg me for more, but it’s going to wait until we get home—”

“Home?” The word is foreign; home seems like a different land, a different world than the perfect bubble I’ve found myself in.

I wish we could stay right here in the condo. Dexter and even Nick can stay as well. I like them, I like their company and they make me laugh. Plus, they seem to like me…

“Flight’s in an hour, babe. You’re the one who said you wanted to leave early.”

Dimly, I remember saying that, but now I’m kicking that Cady with everything I’ve got for not guessing I was going to want to stay in Max’s arms all day.

How would I ever guess that? How would I know the drunk guy in the elevator three nights ago would make me come four times?

Four.

And I still want more.

But it’s not just sex. It’s good, but I’ve had my share of satisfaction in the bedroom—

Actually, I really haven’t. Not a lot of men have treated me like Max.

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