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His strong solid chest which made me feel so safe and whole when I fell asleep on it last night.

“I love the way you touch me,” Atlas says, moving in closer while my eyes dart behind him to Jacob and Leilani’s house. “Forget everyone else.”

“Payton already asked me why I kissed you.”

“What did you say?”

“That I was drunk.”

“Do you often kiss men when you’re drunk?” Atlas asks but I know its rhetorical.

Only you.

I don’t say it.

It’s not entirely true. I’ve kissed other men, but none of them mean a thing compared to Atlas Montgomery. The way he looks at me. The way my skin buzzes when he touches me.

Apparently neither of us can keep our hands off each other this weekend.

“No. But I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.” I say, shaking my head and laughing at the grin on his face. “When we get home, this ends.”

Now is the time I should ask him who is on the phone, but I don’t.

“I’m not dating. I’m going to be focused on the business.” I clarify.

“What did I tell you about not losing? Tsk, tsk, Molly. You aren’t paying attention,” Atlas says, tugging me against him for another mind-blowing kiss.

For a moment he has me believing I’m the love of his life.

A slice of fear and, if I’m honest, excitement, rolls through me. Do I like this man more than I think?

Oh, no.

Desiring him is one thing, falling for him is not okay.

I can’t let that happen.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

ATLAS

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I walked Molly back to the house, refusing to go back alone. We’re adults, not children. There’s nothing forbidden about our relationship, although like her I don’t want anyone knowing.

Not yet.

She thinks I’m going to let her go when we return to Philadelphia, but clearly she is unaware just how much I crave her.

I plan to show her again tonight.

And tomorrow.

And Monday.

And Tuesday.

Where this is going, I don’t know but listening to her talk as we walked along the beach filled me with such pride.

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