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“Absolutely.” She made a shooing gesture with her hands. I followed Bane to a set of four armchairs grouped around a glass table. Bane sat in one with Valentine still cradled in his arms while I sat opposite him. As soon as he was comfortable, though, Valentine began to fuss.
“I have to feed her,” Bianca said, coming over and taking her daughter. Gesturing to her kitchen, she said, “Just leave that. We’ve still got time.”
She left us together, and Bane patted his knee. Hauling myself out of my chair, I lowered myself onto his knee.
“What are you smiling at?” he asked, rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip.
“You.”
“Why?”
“You keep surprising me.”
“Don’t tell me you had me pegged as a drug dealer and peddler of pussy only. I have many layers.”
I played with the hair at the base of his skull. “I’m starting to see that.”
The playfulness bled from his eyes, scorching lust filling its space. “Fuck, Wren, this is fucking torture.”
“I know,” I whispered.
He groaned as he repositioned himself. “I can’t handle not knowing. It’s fucking driving me crazy. You’re driving me to distraction, to the point where I can’t even think straight anymore.” He caressed my cheek, the side of my neck, the swoop of my collarbones. My heart rate increased two-fold at his reverent touch, at his desperate words.
“Please tell me you’ll have an answer by the end of the night.”
I nodded. “Yes.”
Frowning, he dropped his hand to my waist. “Yes, you’ll have an answer or yes, you’ll be mine?”
Be his.
Fuck, that sounded amazing…
… except he hadn’t mentioned the deal.
It seemed like it was as far from his mind as it was from mine.
“I don’t know if I could walk away after two weeks, though,” I whispered, touching his stubbled jaw. “What if you’re done with me after two weeks? What if you don’t want me anymore?”
The muscles under my fingers bulged as he worked his jaw. “You’re what I want, Wren. Yes, it started out as just a way to fuck you, but now that I’ve had you, now that I know more about you, I don’t care about the deal. Hawk’s debt is wiped as far as I’m concerned as long as I can have you in my bed for however long you’ll stay.”
I wanted to give him exactly what he needed because I wanted it to. Leaning in, I fused my mouth with his, showing how much I liked that idea. With a groan, he skimmed his hand down over my breasts, my stomach, my thighs until he inched his hand under the hem of my dress. I moaned into his mouth when his expert fingers whispered against my panties, stroking my clit through them. Bane rubbed the seam against my sensitive flesh, making me wetter, making me hotter.
The sound of a door opening and closing gained my attention, though, and I pulled away. He didn’t let me get too far, curling his hand around the top of my spine. He held me close to him, his mouth curled into a satisfied smile.
“Someone’s coming,” I whispered hoarsely.
“It’s my brother-in-law.” He kissed me again.
“What if he catches us?”
He shrugged. “What if he does. Public sex is a fucking turn-on.”
“Bane, Bianca said you were coming over for dinner,” a man said behind us. I glanced up and caught sight of a fair-haired man in a blue button-down shirt and tan khaki pants. He smiled at me. “She also told me you were bringing a friend, although it’s clear you’re more than friends.”
I wriggled free of Bane’s lap, shooting him a withering glare when he got one last feel of my soaked panties. “Hello, I’m Wren Montana,” I said, walking around the couches to hold out my hand to him.
“James Ward,” he replied with an easy smile. His gaze ran over my face. “I can see why Bane would want to keep you to himself.”
