Page 24 of Wicked Love


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Everything.

Are you in my bed, love?

Yes.

Good girl.

Do you like it?

Like it?

Being in my bed?

I do.

It’s big and lonely though.

Would you be saying that if I weren’t paying you?

The simple answer is the one I know he wants. But with my thumbs resting against the screen of the phone, I hesitate for a moment as I think about my answer. My honest answer. The first rule of this business is that you don’t get attached to clients—because no one winds up like Julia Roberts—and my answer violates that rule.

I haven’t known you long, Samuel.

But yes.

Without the job, it’s still a yes.

I would like to get to know you better.

I shouldn’t have left you there alone.

I’ll be home in the morning.

I thought you had to be gone all weekend?

I wait a moment for a response before sending another of my own.

Samuel?

Still nothing from him. No sign he’s responding either.

Are you okay?

Nothing. I wait a few more minutes before flipping the bedside light back off and trying to get back to sleep.

* * *

“Good morning, beautiful.” Samuel’s tone is soft as his fingers rub along my jaw.

“Samuel.” A smile spreads across my face through my yawn as he wakes me.

“Did you mean what you said last night?”

“About giving us a try?” My words are slow, and my tone groggy as I try to wake up. “Yes. I meant it.”

My eyes flutter, fighting the bright morning light, and I vaguely see Samuel towering over me. Forcing my eyes to focus, I realize that he’s naked and straddling my chest.

“Good. I want to learn who you really are. I want to take care of you,” he grips my hand and pulls it above my head as he reaches for the other, “but I need to show you who I really am.”

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