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I take one last look at myself before I step into his view. A slow smile spreads over his lips as soon as he sees me.

“I didn’t get a chance to answer your question before Randall interrupted us,” he says, his voice low.

I know exactly what question he’s talking about, but I bide time by taking a few steps forward before I clear my throat. “What question is that?”

He strolls toward me at an unhurried pace even though his hands have balled into fists at his sides as if he’s restraining something within him. “You know what question, Evangeline.”

Pretending oblivion doesn’t serve any purpose, so I nod. “Do you like me the way I think you do?”

His answer doesn’t leave his lips in the form of a word. Instead, he closes the short distance left between us before he cups a hand behind my neck, tilts my head slightly to the left, and presses his lips against mine.

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Reid

Her fingers threadthrough my hair as I deepen the kiss. I don’t give a shit that she’s pressed flush against me and can feel my raging hard-on. It’s all for her. All of this is for her – the intensity of this first kiss, the thundering of my heart, and the need to run a hand over her back toward her perfect ass.

As soon as I reach my destination, I let out a low growl of appreciation.

I’ve thought about touching her for months. Now that I am, I don’t know how the fuck I’m ever going to let her go.

Someone else does that for me when a dull thud sounds through the room.

Evangeline pulls back from our kiss, far enough to look into my eyes.

Jesus, she’s so fucking beautiful that it’s almost painful to look at her. The desire to take her to bed is strong. I’d give every penny of my fortune to watch her come on my cock.

“Someone is at the door,” she whispers, even though it’s obvious.

I take another taste of her mouth. I kiss her again, but this time, I leave her with a nip of my teeth on her bottom lip.

Her fingers bolt to the bruised spot. “Ouch?”

“Ouch?” I repeat the word as the question she posed. “Does it hurt or not?”

She nods slightly just as there’s another dull thump at the door.

“Did you like it?” I ask, following the same path as her fingers with my own.

Nodding again, a languid smile slides over her lips.

“Evie, are you all right?” Randall says from behind the door.

“What the hell does he want?” I ask.

“He can hear you,” she points out.

“She’s right,” Randall adds with a laugh. “Open the door, you two. I want to run an idea by you.”

“Here’s an idea.” I swing open the door. “Scram.”

Randall laughs as if I’m joking. “Good one, buddy.”

He storms past me into Evie’s room, motioning toward the door I just answered. “Shut that, Reid.”

Evie nods in agreement, so I do it. The last thing I want is Randall in this room, but I go ahead and slam the fucking door shut, trapping the two of us with him.

“What?” I bark out in his direction.

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