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“Fine.” The sound of her nails drumming on her desk is a clear sign of how annoyed she is with me. “I’ll do what I can, but you know how these stories can take on a life of their own.”
“And I know the power you wield when you want to.”
“What about that guy who attacked you? Want to press charges? I’ve fielded three calls from the Catalpa Creek PD. They want to talk to you.”
“I’ll call them.” Pressing charges might put Dell back in jail for a few months, but that won’t do anything to prevent him from coming after Honey once I’ve left. I need to know he’s going to leave her alone and the ‘pressing charges’ card might be just what I need to convince him to stay out of her life for good. “I’ll be back in three weeks for the Spartan shoot.”
I hang up and punch the air. I grip my head and pull at my hair until I feel the sting of pain.
If I’d known what I’d be sacrificing when I was eight and I signed on for this life, would I do it again?
It doesn’t matter. What’s done is done. This is the life I have, and the reality is I have three weeks with Honey. Three weeks to enjoy every moment, then I have to walk away and end all contact.
If I was a better person, I’d probably walk away now, but we’re safe out here. The chances of someone seeing us are slim to none. I can hide a little longer.
“That smells good,” Honey says as she walks into the kitchen. She hasn’t bothered to put on more clothes than she slept in, just a tank top and panties, and I’m instantly hard and ready for her again.
I move the pan off the heat and turn off the burner before I pull her into my arms, resting my hands on her firm ass. She sinks into me immediately, no hesitation.
She looks up at me, expression open and happy, and my heart cracks knowing that I can’t have her.
I open my mouth to tell her, but she’s known all along that I’m going back to LA. She doesn’t know I’ve been thinking about changing my life for her.
Instead, I say, “Good morning, sweetheart,” and kiss her.
She kisses me back, and things escalate quickly. I lift her and set her on the kitchen island, so I can feel her legs wrap around me and have my hands free to play with her nipples.
She smiles against my lips and slides her hands under my sweatpants to grip my ass. “Commando. I like it.”
I kiss her long and hard and step away, not wanting to put any pressure on her. “Hungry?”
She hooks her ankles behind my back and pulls me back in. “I want to taste you.” Her voice is filled with so much longing I nearly drop to my knees.
She doesn’t wait for my answer, but releases me and gives me a tiny shove until I take a step back. She slides down me, taking my sweatpants with her, so I barely have time to think before her mouth is on me.
I drop my head back on a moan. She feels so good and, even after the release I had this morning, I’m not going to last long.
I lace my fingers through her hair and give a slight tug. “I’m close, baby. I’m really close.”
She doesn’t back off, but sucks me harder, cupping my balls and driving me so high I lose all ability to think rationally.
I come hard and she pulls off me, using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth.
She looks so proud of herself. On the heels of the immense pleasure I just felt, a wash of love for this woman fills me so that I feel like I must be glowing with it.
I pull her up and kiss her, tasting myself. If I can just keep kissing her and touching her, I won’t have to think about the reality that I’m going to have to leave her.
I slide a hand inside her panties and feel the dampness there, but she pulls away with a light, happy laugh. “None of that. We have breakfast to eat and a treasure to find.”
As if in response, rain pours down from the sky in a deluge that pounds the roof. “We’re not going anywhere today.”
Her smile widens. “My sisters think I’m working, so I can’t go home. Would you mind if I stay?”
I screw up my face in mock consideration. “I guess if there’s no other choice, I can handle you staying. I have a closet full of board games and a guitar.” Though I have every intention of making every moment of this day the lazy kind of foreplay that demands nothing but pleasure.
She frowns thoughtfully. “I guess that would work.” But she can’t hide her smile long and she throws her arms around my shoulders, hopping up to wrap her legs around my waist. “Show me how a pop star spends a rainy day.”
I kiss the soft skin of her neck and whisper, “I’m a rock star.”
