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With a curse, I yank the phone out of my pocket. “What?”

On the other end, my assistant’s frantic voice cuts through the haze in my head. “Sir, there’s a situation at the office. It’s serious. We need you.”

A situation. Perfect fucking timing.

I end the call and bite back another curse.

Lena’s still pinned beneath me, chest rising and falling fast, lips parted, eyes wide and flushed. She looks wrecked in the most beautiful way.Mine.

I press one last, rough kiss to her mouth before pulling back, forcing myself to let go. “Stay here. I need to handle an urgent matter.”

She nods, pressing her lips together as if to stop herself from asking questions, and for a second, I think about just throwing common sense out the window.

Just for a second.

Chapter Seven

Lena

I feel him long after he’s gone.

The sensation of his mouth against mine. The way his hard body moved fluidly with mine as we danced, and the contrasting gentleness of his eyes…

I close my eyes, letting myself sink into the memories of last night, his kiss, his touch. My lips tingle, my stomach tightening deliciously as pleasure floods me.

Oh God, Lena…

What if you’re just a momentary fling? You can’t possibly think a man like Damien Blackwell will choose you.

Doubt crawls in, causing my stomach to tighten with apprehension, but I ignore it. Whatever happens, I’ll cherish the time I spend with Damien in my heart forever. No man has ever made me feel so seen and cherished…

I don’t regret giving my virginity to him. On the contrary—it feels like it’s always been his to take. To claim.

I sit on the couch, hugging my knees to my chest, smiling like an idiot.

Maybe the world would judge me for sleeping with my ex-boyfriend’s dad, but nothing’s ever felt more right. More beautiful.

I sigh, thinking back to the kiss we shared just before he left. He tasted like smoke and sin. I shiver just remembering it.

But then I recall the phone call. The way his expression had shuttered instantly, hard and cold. He’d left without explanation, muttering about something urgent at the office. It had to be serious.

I wonder if he’s okay. I wonder if I’ll see him tonight.

Before I can spiral too much, my phone starts buzzing from where I left it on the windowsill. I stretch over and grab it, blinking at the name lighting up the screen.

Abby.

“Hey, sis, what’s up?”

She jumps right in. “Lena, have you…seen the news?” Her voice sounds tense. Cautious.

My chest tightens. “What news?”

Abby hesitates, her voice dropping. “There’s a problem. And…you’re involved.”

The line goes silent except for the pounding in my ears. My hand trembles as I fumble for the remote. The TV blinks to life, flooding the room with sound and light.

My stomach dips as I see my face splashed across the screen. Next to Logan on one side, Damien on the other.