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Jesus, that’s hot. He beat a guy up for me.

My only regret is that I wasn’t awake to witness it.

“Okay.” My cheeks heat. My need is a living thing pushing against my ribs, burning my core.

Carter gauges my expression. He leans into me, his nose trailing along the curve of my neck, his lips stroking my skin.

Then the freaking smell wafts into my nose and ruins everything.

“And the bleach?” I wrinkle my nose. “What’s up with that?”

“You’re too perceptive for your own good, Amara.”

Carter massages my shoulders, going lower. His exploring fingers trace the sides of my breasts, sliding beneath my cardigan. His touch and the evil glint flashing on his face melt me into a puddle.

“I wanted him gone,” he continues, even though I’m a little stupid for him already. Carter brushes his lips against mine as he speaks. “I wanted this space wiped clean of his scent, his disgusting boot prints. It doesn’t matter that you’re moving out. This is your space. No way was I going to leave his filthy scent here.”

“Thank you.” My grip on his face tightens. The hold should hurt him, but Carter doesn’t flinch. “Holy shit. We’re actually going to…”

I trail off, suddenly remembering another important detail my brain conveniently forgot.

“No secrets, pet,” Carter coaxes.

“My landlords.” I nibble on my bottom lip, disentangling from him to look around at the space that’s been my home for the last four years. “I’ll have to tell them I want out of my lease early. I can’t afford both this place and pitching in with the bills and grocery shopping at yours. They’ll throw a fucking fit.”

“A, fuck pitching in. I’m taking care of you. Killian and I are.” Carter forces my face to his. “B, if they give you trouble, I’ll have our lawyers speak to them. Worst case, I’ll settle the lease with them. Don’t worry about it.”

“Carter, no.” My head shakes so vehemently, my brain hurts. “I wasn’t trying to get you to throw money my way. I was sharing my concerns, not asking for anything.”

“And I’m sharing my solution.” He grins, his pearly white teeth sparkling at me.

His I dare you to defy me face.

Do I want to? Yes? No?

No. We’ve argued enough for one evening. Maybe if I’m good, I’ll get the evening I’ve been waiting for. I’ll get him naked.

“Okay.” I chuckle to myself. My parents wouldn’t believe how easily I bend for him.

“Good girl.” His mesmerizing gray eyes don’t leave mine. “There’s more, though. Tell me what’s bothering you and I’ll fix it, pet.”

I sigh. No use in hiding my biggest concern. “Killian.”

Silence.

Shit, I shouldn’t have mentioned it.

My eyes hop across the room. Anything but this type of conversation. Cracks in the white walls. String of Pearls plants in their bronze pots that hang from the ceiling, draping so low they almost reach the floor. I really ought to do something about it before I move out of here, like maybe…

“Pet, baby.” Carter’s finger under my chin, and his firm voice demands my attention. It happens to me sometimes, and he’s never upset. He thinks it’s adorable. It’s unavoidable, that’s what it is. “What about Killian?”

Reflexively, my nose scrunches. I do that when I’m nervous. Highly inconvenient, seeing how this tell gives me away every single time around Carter.

“Talk to me.” His probing gaze confirms that yes, he didn’t miss it.

Most people fantasize about a partner or partners who understand them. Carter has perfected this ability to a fault.

I say to a fault since some truths are better kept bottled up.

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