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“Come here, sweetheart.” I lift the sheet and invite her to lie next to me.

She climbs into the bed and rests her head in the crook of my neck. This is all I’ve been thinking about for the last three weeks. I cover her with the sheet and wrap my arms around her.

“I missed you,” I whisper, smelling her hair.

She makes herself comfortable, draping her arm across my body and her leg across mine, pressing her body close to me. “Me too,” she sighs.

CHAPTER 17

KAI

“Hold the door!” I call.

The box I’m carrying prevents me from running. Instead, I walk briskly across the reception hall to the elevator at Logan’s tower. I saw someone in a tailored suit entering just before me. I couldn’t tell, but I’d bet my life it was Orion. His jacket was in his hand, his vest buttoned up, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the elbow. “Orion!”

I see the doors closing but at the last moment, a hand adorned with four silver rings emerges to hold them open.

“Oh, hey, Kai,” says Orion.

“Didn’t you hear me yelling at you?”

“Naah. Was in a world of my own.”

“I bet. Logan texted to say Maisy’s sleeping with him and you couldn’t get here quick enough.”

“Ha, so you heard, too?”

“Fuck, yeah. You think he’d text you and not me?”

“I don’t think anything. Right now, my cock’s doing the thinking.”

“Do you think they’re up?”

“Don’t know. Uncle Jon opened the elevator doors for me. What’s in the box?”

“Stuff I wanted to go through a while back.” I adjust my groin, making space in my jeans, and wiggle my eyebrows. “Do you think she’ll be up for a round of hanky-panky?”

“As long as you call it ‘hanky-panky,’ she won’t be. I assure you.”

The doors ping open at the top of the tower, and we hurry into the living room that overlooks the city. I forget what it’s like where Logan lives until I’m here, and see all of its majestic view over New York.

Orion doesn’t stop and continues down the hallway and, hurriedly, I drop the box on the coffee table and follow him. We’re heading straight for Logan’s bedroom.

A quick courtesy knock on the door and we’re in. No fucking around with Orion. We’re met with a brightly lit room; the drapes are pulled open and the early morning sun is beaming through. Logan and Maisy are spooning on the bed, covered with a sheet, just stirring from sleep.

Logan’s head is buried in her neck, his leg is draped over her thighs, and his arm’s wrapped across her chest. He’s holding her tight. I would too if I was in his place. It hurts how much I miss her.

I bet he heard us, but he doesn’t bat an eyelid. Maisy’s the one who raises her head. She sees us, drops her head back to the pillow, and closes her eyes again, smiling.

“You feeling better, darling?” Orion stands at the foot of the bed, looking her over. And what a view it is. I step forward and join him.

She nods. “Mm-hmm.”

Maisy’s naked under the sheet, and I notice Logan is too. I don’t care about him; he’s had her for the night, and it’s my turn now.

“Maisy, baby girl, I need you. We all do.”

She lifts her head again and looks at me. “I’m here, Kai. I’m here for good.”

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