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Yes that’s right; call my damn name.

He made his way back up her neck and whispered huskily against her lips, “Yes that’s it; say my name,” before delving back in.

“Michael.”

He frowned because her voice suddenly sounded very masculine. Goddamn woman, your voice gets husky like that…

“Michael! For the love of God man.” He was pushing through the thrall of arousal, and the voice calling his name began to register. Shit. His brother had terrible timing.

He let go of Ambra abruptly and turned to see his brother standing by the door, a closed-off look on his face as he took in the scene before him.

“I...what are you doing here?” Michael asked, feeling flushed with sudden guilt at getting caught.

His brother’s eyebrows lifted, and then his silver gaze, just like his own, turned to look at Ambra standing next to him.

Ben’s harsh features softened, and his eyes held concern. “Are you okay Ambra?”

He turned to see embarrassment and hurt gracing Ambra’s pretty features. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, and her lashes fluttered down to hide her expression from both of them.

She shivered, and her eyes flashed to his for a second, her glance heated. She quickly looked at his lips, as if wanting more, before confusion darkened them and she turned her head away.

Michael felt guilt but also satisfaction to see that she was still as affected as he was. If his brother hadn’t interrupted, he would have fucked her right there in the conference room.

She nodded and then cleared her throat. “Yes.” And then they all spoke at once.

“Ambra.” He reached out to touch her.

“I think—” he heard her start huskily.

“Ambra, Diamond is looking for you.”

“And you are needed on stage to give the closing speech with us,” Michael’s twin brother said to him as he moved closer to them.

He could see her side-eyeing him as she nodded to his brother and began to move away from him, physically and emotionally.

He suddenly did not like that and took a step towards her, but his brother got in his way, blocking him.

“Move,” he growled in aggravation.

“You have done enough. Let her—” He knew that if he pushed it, he would be getting into a fight with his brother, and neither one of them could win. They were equally good at fighting and knew each other’s weaknesses.

“Ambra,” he called out, interrupting his brother, and saw her pause at the door to the conference room.

“I will be waiting; don’t make me come and find you. Because you know how good I am at hide and seek,” he threatened.

She stiffened and turned her head, glaring at him. “Ha!” Ambra scoffed that one word with feeling.

“Like a dog, searching for his lost bones,” she muttered softly, but he heard her.

He grinned at her rebellious parting shot. This was about to get interesting. He had known Ambra the friend for so long that he was now curious, and his appetite had been whetted to know her as a desirable woman. His woman for the weekend getaway.

“What do you think you are doing?” His attention now shifted to his brother, who looked annoyed with him.

“Exploring something new.”

“This is not a time for you to be joking around, especially with Ambra, and now that we are about to launch our own tech company together.”

“Don’t worry about me and Ambra. She is a big girl and knew what she was doing when she raised that final paddle and won the date with me.”

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