Tempted (Thornton Brothers Book 2)
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“Ty?” Sadie said hesitantly. “Do you really think you should be doing this?”
“It’s too late not to.”
“Just remember the meeting—”
I ended the call and turned onto Lauren’s street. The street lights were still on, their timers adjusted for the winter, and pools of light cut the wet road into patches. I didn’t even know what sort of car she drove and the only person who I knew that could tell me where she lived was Gabe. That was not happening.
Barely able to see through the rain falling in sheets, I pulled over to the side of the road and started to walk up and down the footpath, scanning each house for any sign of her. As the rain soaked my shirt, it struck me how ridiculous this was. I was wandering the streets like a discarded lover, desperate for a glimpse of the woman he loved. But flashes of the night before kept running through my mind.
Her warm eyes gazing at me with a mix of desire and guilt. The feel of her legs wrapped around my waist as I carried her to the bedroom. Her silky flesh under my tongue. Her breasts, round and full, spilling between my fingers. The taste of her. The smell of her. The feel of her.
Her.
I wanted to do everything and nothing. I wanted to devour her, yet leave her untouched. She made me forget everything yet remember it all. She was purity and sin. Both Eve and Lilith.
And then I saw her. It was just a glimpse, a flash through a rain-streaked kitchen window. Her hair was piled messily on the top of her head. She wore a loose t-shirt and baggy sweatpants, but she had never looked so beautiful. I stopped and just watched for a moment. She didn’t notice me as she walked to the sink and filled the kettle, her lip caught between her teeth. It was such an exquisitely simple action, but it was one I wanted to watch over and over, simply because it was her performing it.
And she was alone. There was no Gabe lurking in the background, no arms clamped around her waist. My body slumped with relief.
Despite my reputation, most of which was carefully crafted, I hadn’t properly dated since university. I took dates to functions. I occasionally slept with said dates, but ultimately I was a loner, attached only to my work. I relished routine and order. I thrived on independence and freedom.
But I was about to change all that for her.
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