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He smiled against my lips, leaning his forehead against mine. I turned into one of those giggly schoolgirls I always made fun of.

“Come to think of it, you’re probably already on that list.”

“I keep my hands clean.”

“Most made men do.”

“And what do you know about that?”

I leaned back against my driver’s side door, and he stood between my legs.

“Club life and organized crime go hand in hand.”

He eyed me up and down with an amused grin. “Look at you usin’ big girl words.”

“Money is god. It has a way of making people sell their souls to the devil for it.”

He narrowed his gaze at me. “You sound like you speak from experience.”

I smiled. “Trouble loves to find me.”

“Is that what your back spine piece represents?”

I shook my head. “You’re not allowed to psychoanalyze me if you want me to answer your questions.”

“Is that what I’m doin’?”

I arched an eyebrow, cocking my head to the side. “So what’s next in this foreplay you have going on between us?”

“What do you want it to be?”

“I asked you first.”

He laughed, grabbing my hips to bring me closer to him. “You know what I want.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that I don’t know what corner we’re taking.”

“I thought we already reached the finish line?”

“The finish line would have been us sleeping together last night.”

He grinned again. “We slept together all weekend.”

“Your finish line must be different from mine.”

My cell phone rang, cutting me off from what I wanted to say to him.

“I gotta take this.”

I nodded. “I gotta go anyway.”

He kissed me. “I’ll call you later.”

“Okay.”

We went our separate ways, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad about it. We only spent two days together, and I was already getting attached to him.

This wouldn’t end well.

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