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“Know I said I’m okay with whatever this is, but I also wasn’t kidding about the killing you part. Good luck, man, and keep in touch.”

He said it all so kindly, switching from threats to good luck wishes, I pulled back, laughing. “I’ll do my best,” I assured him. “On both accounts.”

“Good.” He kissed Meredith’s cheek and we waved goodbye as the door finally closed.

“More threats of bodily harm?” Meredith asked, showcasing that beautiful, teasing grin.

I held out my hand. “Come here.”

She settled her hand in mine and all the turmoil normally coursing through me calmed. God, I had to be a madman for considering her gift was legit. Sure, she was right about the girl cheating and her brothers obviously knew. The story she told me from when she was a little girl was wild.

But this? This connection?

I couldn’t explain anything about it other than that it had to be some kind of magic. I never felt this way about women.

Certainly never trusted them so easily or so quickly.

I tugged her toward me until her hands were on my chest. Her head was tipped back, looking me in the eyes, and the end of her hair brushed along my hands. “What?”

“This.” I cupped the back of her head and held her to me, wrapping her in my arms. “I saw you crying saying goodbye to your brothers. Thought you might need a hug.”

“Thanks.” It came out muffled, from where she was pressed against my body, and I bit down the desire stirring beneath my belt. “They’re idiots, but I love them.”

“You’ve got good brothers. Good men in your life.”

“The best.”

We stayed like that, hugging, not speaking until the door opened closer to the top on my floor. With her hand in mine, I guided her down the hall to my room and opened it, then pushed the door open with my arm extended so she could enter first.

It slammed closed behind us, but Meredith wasn’t looking at the room, nor the view of the city.

She was looking at me, bottom lip stuck between her teeth, already slipping out of the boots she’d been wearing. She immediately fell three inches shorter and I tossed the keycard and my wallet to the small table in my suite’s kitchen.

“We don’t have to do anything, you know, but I wasn’t ready to say good night. We can go to sleep, talk… Anything.”

“I don’t want to go to sleep or talk, Tuevo.”

Thank God. “What would you like to do then?”

I took a step toward her. She mirrored my movement and came toward me. Her hands pressed against my abs and slid up to my chest. She rolled to her toes. As she moved, she whispered, “This,” right before her lips brushed over mine.

CHAPTER 7

Meredith

Tuevo tasted like beer and sunshine. He smelled like a man who spent time hunting in the woods and his body felt more bodybuilder than hockey athlete.

In essence, everything about this man was perfect, down to the feel of his lips on mine. As soon as I kissed him, he froze, and then his hand was back in my hair, much like it’d been in the elevator. This time it wasn’t for comfort.

His hand tangled in my hair and he pressed his lower body against me, showing the proof of his arousal.

This wasn’t the comforting hold of a hug I always needed when I said goodbye to my family.

This was the possessive and controlling touch of a man who’d been leashed but was now free to take what he wanted.

And I was willing to give him everything he demanded.

He opened his mouth and slid his tongue along my bottom lip before I welcomed him inside, and while we kissed, he moved me backward, farther into the room. “I can take my time and worship you or I can strip you down and take you as hard and fast as I’ve craved since you walked into the bar. What’s your preference?”

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