Page 103 of Fix You

“Because I have a woman in my life I care about very much, and I wouldn’t dream of cheating on her.”

A smile curved on those pillowy lips. “She sure is a lucky lady.”

“I’m the one who is lucky.” Jerking my thumb at the door, I replied, “Now you’ve got to go.”

The woman took a step towards me instead of to the door. “What is it about her that drives you wild?”

“I'm not doing this with you. Get out.”

Tilting her head, the woman said, “Must be the luck of the Irish.”

Something went off in my brain at the mention of Irish. Narrowing my eyes, I truly looked at the woman for the first time. Suddenly those pouty lips were very familiar as were the ample breasts bulging from the bustier of the lingerie.

“Maeve?”

With a grin, she pulled down her face mask. “Mr. Neretti, you were a very, very good boy to pass up willing and available pussy.”

I threw back my head with a laugh. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I wanted to surprise you for your birthday.”

“Oh, I’m not just surprised. I’m fucking flabbergasted.” Staring at her in disbelief, I said, “Your American accent is perfection.”

She grinned. “I worked on it the last couple of days.”

“I seriously had no idea it was you.” I swept my hand over my face. “Leo and Gianni were in on it?”

“Yep.”

“You devious little minx,” I remarked as I tugged her against me. As my lips met hers, I groaned at the taste of her bubble gum lip gloss. Sweeping my tongue inside her mouth, I tasted even more of her.

When I started to push her over to the couch, she wiggled out of my embrace. “What’s wrong?”

“There’s more to your surprise.”

I widened my eyes. “More than you flying thousands of miles to surprise me in lingerie at my club?”

She gave me a shy grin. “Yes. At least I hope so.”

“What is it?”

“I want you to take me to Lust tonight.”

My face fell. “No, Maeve, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“There’s crazy shit that goes on down there.” With a shake of my head, I added, “Dark shit that I don’t think would be good for your journey.”

“Why don’t you let me be the judge of that?

There was nothing more in the world that I wanted to do than take Maeve through Lust. But with her history, I knew it was a potential landmine of triggers. The last thing I wanted to do was have my libido cause her a setback.

Maeve cupped my cheek with her hand. “You don’t know what it means to me that you care so much about my healing. You’ve always had such patience with me. I’ve talked about this with Dr. Leighton, and I’d like to try.”

“You have?” At her nod, I felt a little better. If Dr. Leighton hadn’t shut it down as a potential red flag, then I suppose there wasn’t any real harm in trying. “Okay. I’ll take you to Sin.”

Her face lit up. “Really?”

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