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367 pages, ebook
First published February 26, 2017
The instant my eyes land on the two pictures side-by-side, possession and jealousy burn in my blood. Grace is a goddess. There’s no other way to describe her. She’s pressed close to my front, one hand threaded through her hair, as I kissed her. Her legs, her hair, the dress…she’s a walking Sex Siren.*sigh*
“We look like we’re making out in public!” she screeches.
“That’s the least of my worries. You have attracted half of the male population in Miami with these shots. Hell, probably more than that considering these are everywhere.”
She pounds on the screen, pointing at our kiss. “Do you see this?”
Apparently, she’s not worried about my statement. “Yeah, I see it. Did you hear me? I’m going to have to fight off—”
“NICK, get serious! I’ve never been associated with A-listers before. I didn’t know anyone caught us kissing.” Her voice goes to a high pitch, and I fight back the laughter. She leers at me and narrows her eyes. “This is not funny!”
I take the iPad from her and toss it to the end of the bed, then I tug her close, trapping her under me. “It wasn’t funny at first glimpse when I realized you are now going to be dubbed a sex symbol with those fucking legs in that dress, but watching you freak out about a kiss makes it comical. I’m glad they have a shot of you in my arms. Maybe it will keep some of the vultures away.”
“Nick!” Her screech becomes muffled when I bury my head in her neck, kissing a trail to her collarbone.
“Hmm?” I mumble.
“Are you taking me seriously?”
“Not especially. I have other things on my mind.”
“Should we talk about this?”
“Nope, we should stop talking and go back to how I should have started the morning. Kiss me.” I balance on an elbow and cup her chin. “Forget about everything but this.” I skim my lips over hers.
“Forget the phones calls, the press, the pictures…I want you to remember nothing but waking up in my arms.”
Our eyes meet, and I watch whatever she was thinking start to melt away. “How do you do that?”
“What?”
“I don’t know how to explain it, but somehow, you calm me. My mind was racing, thinking about those pictures and being the object of hordes of gossip, but when you looked at me like that, it disappeared.”
There’s so much I want to say, but my head screams that it’s too much too soon. So instead, I grin and kiss the tip of her nose. “It’s part of my charm?”
“Don’t get cocky.”
“I’m not cocky. I’m needy, and right now, I need a kiss from my hot as shit girlfriend who is far too sexy for her own good. We have about three minutes before both our phones start blowing up with this, and I’d like to spend that three minutes kissing you.”
Her face relaxes, and a small smile forms. “Well, when you put it that way—”
I don’t let her finish before I lower my mouth and slide my tongue between her lips. She doesn’t put up a fight, welcoming me and following my lead.
Less than two minutes later, our phones start ringing, but neither of us moves to answer them.