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The passion. The spontaneity. The inspiration. Everything she’d longed for and didn’t get from Julian had been showered upon her from Tate. She’d definitely had her needs satiated over the last few months. More than that, she’d finally felt a sense of acceptance and unconditional love. That, to Lexy, was a winning combination.

Look at me, Lexy,” he said. “You know me. I wouldn’t do this.” When she didn’t respond, Tate released one of her hands to lift her chin back up. “You know what? I’m not going to f-ing beg you. I didn’t do this, and if you don’t believe me, fine. But I hope to God you don’t end up with that dirtbag again.

Lying on her side, she sensed a body conforming to her shape. Julian knew how much she loved waking up to sex. But Lexy hadn’t seen Julian’s face when her mind’s eye pictured the man in bed with her. It was Tate’s face she saw. It was Tate’s body she pictured touching hers, skin to skin.

Lying on her back, their faces inches from each other, her heartbeat accelerated further. Her breath became ragged when she saw the longing float from his penetrating gaze. “Kitten.” It came out in a heavy whisper. The weight of his solid body on hers was enough to send her into a heated frenzy. Tate, I’m all wet,” she said, hitting his arm and purporting anger. “I tend to have that effect on women.

An appreciative smile and nod came her way, but behind Tate’s smile she clearly saw angst. Something had passed between them in that moment. She understood what he was going through, what it was like to feel helpless and worried. To try to be there for someone who used to be there for you. That alone had connected her to him.

Sorry for the trouble, but it’s all taken care of.” She began to slowly close the door when his palm landed flat in the middle of it, stopping her motion. If he hadn’t been so damned good looking, she might have had thoughts of serial killers running through her mind. Logic obviously hadn’t factored in. “Whoa, hold on there, Kitten.