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“Yes.”
“So since we’re off the clock and you’re not in boss mode, I can finally do what’s been on my mind all day long.”
Before I can even ask, he lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me soft and sweet, and the flame flares bright in me as I cling to him, kissing him back, letting the heat and magic melt into my bones.
He’s like tinder to that flame in me. Tinder spiked with fuel. And the kiss morphs from sweet to erotic in seconds and a fierce hunger sweeps me. His arms are around me and he walks me back until I hit the counter. Then he lifts me like I don’t weigh anything, and puts me there, on the top, and we’re face to face.
The kisses come in slow and biting as he parts my jean-clad thighs and steps between them, moving against me, letting me feel the heat and steel of his erection and I moan into him, wrapping my arms about his neck, fingers thrust into his thick, soft hair as I tug his face to me and he takes my mouth deep.
Magnus moves a trail of fire over my chin and down my throat, his teeth nipping against my pulse point and he slides a hand up against my pussy, rubbing me slowly or am I rubbing against him. All that material is in the way and I want…I need…
Shit.
I break the kiss, gasping for air. “Magnus, the lights are on and the whole store front is glass.”
“So?”
“I’m not into giving a show. And we—”
“Yeah, I know. Take it slow.” He straightens and kisses the tip of my nose, his hands coming to rest on my thighs as he breathes in slow and steady. “Lucky for you, my phone started to buzz. I need to go.” He pulls it out and the name Gran is on the screen. He shakes his head and sets it on the counter. “In a minute. I don’t think anyone needs to see me like this.”
I put my hands on either side of his face and bring it to mine. “You’re a good man, Magnus Simpson.”
The next morning, I’m alone in the store. I’m buzzing a little from last night. The sweetness of him before he left me, that underlying layer that draws me down into him.
And I’m glad I’m alone to breathe and think. There’s an aura about Magnus that is overwhelming. To me.
He makes me want to lose myself.
So when he texted to say he’d be in at lunch, I was happy. Well, happy isn’t exactly the right word. He said it wasn’t anything to worry about, just he needed to make some last-minute appointments.
The doorbell dings and I turn. Magnus’s gran, Amanda, shuffles in, seemingly frailer than she was last time I saw her.
I hurry to help her. “Magnus isn’t here.”
“Oh. That boy…He’s probably doing what I asked him not to. Meeting my doctors.”
“Are you okay?”
She pats my hand. “It’s just a small operation, dear. Nothing to worry about.”
And then to my horror, her face crumples.
“That, I can put off. You can’t tell him about this. Promise.”
“Whatever it is, tell him.”
“No. He’s given up so much. I…can’t.”
My stomach knots. “Amanda, what happened?”
“It’s that beast who bought my building. He’s putting up all the prices. If I can’t pay, and pay the back rent, I’m out. And I’ve nowhere to go.”
Chapter Nineteen
Magnus
It’s been a hell of a morning. I’ve been at it since five a.m.
