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Niko dropped a kiss to her lips before moving to sit on the side of the bed. The bed shifted behind him. He looked over his shoulder and found her resting up on her elbows, staring at him.

“Where are you going?”

He stood and walked out of the room. He went into her bathroom and grabbed one of her hand towels that were hanging along the wall. He took it and tossed it in the sink and ran cold water on it. He waited until it was fully drenched then picked it up and wrung it out.

This would have to do for now.

He returned to the room and found her resting back on the pillows. She had the look of a woman who had been royally fucked. Niko held back a smirk. Pride filled his chest. There was something that must be ingrained in his male DNA that had him wanting to pound on his chest.

“Spread your legs.” He sat on the edge of the bed with the rolled towel in his hand.

“That’s why I’m sore now,” she sassed.

He narrowed his eyes on her. That mouth of hers was going to get her in trouble. His gaze dropped down to her swollen lips, and memories surfaced from last night.

Fuck.

Kizzie sucking his cock had solidified that his heart and soul belonged to her. Niko blinked and came back to the present. He couldn’t be thinking of such things when he was trying to help her.

“Kizzie.” He leered at her with his best serious expression he could make.

She rolled her eyes and pulled back the covers. She bit her lip and allowed her legs to drop open. It took everything Niko had to keep his cock from swelling, but it was a losing battle. His dick had a mind of its own, and when it came to Kizzie, it did what it wanted.

He placed the towel, ignoring her sharp intake of breath. She closed her legs to keep it in place.

“Is that better?” he asked.

“Yeah, for now,” she said. She leaned back on the pillow. Her deep-brown eyes were still filled with sleep. She hadn’t gotten that much.

Niko’s gaze perused her body, taking in the darkening marks along her neck and breasts. He didn’t know why, but the need to mark her had come over him. He reached out and touched the side of her neck gently with his finger. The bruise would soon deepen.

“That dick of yours needs to come with a warning label.”

Her giggle filled the air. Niko chuckled at her little joke. He tilted her chin up to meet his eyes.

“Yeah?” Where did she come up with this stuff? No matter what, she could always find the humor in situations. That was why he was in love with her.

He was in love with Kizzie McCall.

No matter how many times he said it in his mind, he was still in awe.

“Don’t get it twisted. I’d do it again.” She fell back in a fit of laughter.

He could only shake his head at her. What was he going to do with her? She finally stopped laughing and just stared at him. They fell into a comfortable silence.

“Niko, we need to talk.”

He nodded in agreement. He slid into the bed next to her and brought her into the crook of his arm. She leaned her head on his chest, a sigh escaping her. He dropped a kiss to the top of her head.

“Come back to San Francisco,” he murmured.

Kizzie stiffened in his arms. He knew what he was asking was a bit much, but he was dead serious. She belonged with him.

“What?” Kizzie lifted her head. She studied him for a moment before relaxing again. “You’re serious.”

He tipped her chin up higher and held her gaze.

“I need you with me. Nothing has been the same since you left. You’re all I think about, and I’ve come to realize that you belong with me,” he said truthfully. He wasn’t a man of many words, but he believed in honesty. He was going to lay all of his cards on the table tonight.

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