Page 54 of The Heiress Auction


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Surprise and delight ricochet through me. My best friend kissed her? He must like her more than I thought.

My gaze drops to her lips. Pink. Dewy from her coffee. A crumb of her muffin clings to the corner of her mouth. Without thinking, I cup her cheek and flick it away with my thumb.

“Did you like it?”

She doesn’t shy away like I expected. Her skin is ridiculously soft.

Slowly, she nods. “Yes.” The word comes out on a gusty sigh, like she can’t quite believe she’s admitting it out loud. And certainly not to me.

But now there’s a giant bolder in my path. And his name is Alex.

My best friend.

The man who has saved me from myself dozens of times. Who knows me better than I know myself. Who’d do anything in this world for me.

And me for him.

But that was before I felt Katherine Montgomery’s skin. Her warmth. Got close enough to count her freckles.

Am I willing to give her up for him?

Fuck, I really am a bastard.

And I’m probably going to hell, but as I duck my head, and Katherine’s chin tilts up, her lashes fluttering closed. . . I’m willing to suffer whatever purgatory I find myself in.

“I didn’t plan this,” I whisper against her lips.

“I know,” she whispers back.

The chemistry between us is off the charts. I feel her every breath all the way to my soul. Tension winds around us like a boa constrictor, and I’m wholly aware that I’ve never experienced anything like this.

“This is a bad idea, right?”

“The worst.”

“Then why does it feel so right?”

“Gabe?” she whispers the word against my lips.

Her silky soft skin literally brushes mine, and my gut tightens.

“Yeah?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

The coffee cup drops from my hand as I sweep her into my arms. I’m vaguely aware of warm liquid splashing over my bare feet, but my remaining brain cells focus on lining my lips up with hers. Angling her face just right. Pulling her closer with my free hand.

My mouth meets hers like a thirsty man greets a canteen. Eager. Firm. I’m sure I’m dreaming until she moans, and her coffee cup joins mine on the floor. Her fingers find the edges of my shirt, and I growl my pleasure.

She’s in this.

She wants it. She wants me.

Her hands slip beneath my shirt to skate over my skin. She moans, and it’s the best sound I’ve ever heard. I want more. More moans. More kisses. More skin against skin.

Luckily, she’s on the same page. Nipping my lower lip, she pulls back just enough to tease and entice, changing the energy between us. Harder. Faster.

My gut tightens.

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