Page 104 of And Then Came You

I hate the sticky conversations. “Sam, these women claim to have cleared out their bank accounts. Tens of thousands of dollars. I don’t have those kind of funds available.”

“I told you. I’ll pay you back.” Another tic of his jaw, his gaze on a faraway point. “Unless it doesn’t bother you. Then, let another woman have me. I’ll be sure to give you all the highlights of the date.”

The man had better be joking, but his face belies nothing.

Two can play that game.

“Cocky bastard,” I huff, a shocked laugh escaping my throat. “Wants me to drop a few grand just because he’s pretty.”

There’s the smirk I know and love. “We both know I’m more than pretty.”

“Humble, to be sure. Although,” I tap my chin, skewing my mouth, “I can’t quite remember if you’re as talented as you claim. It has been a week.”

Sam’s phone sounds, cutting into our banter.

“Saved by the bell. Have fun at your meeting.”

“I’ll see you tonight. You’d better be there, even if you have no intention of saving me from the mob.”

“We’ll see.”

“One other thing.”

“What’s that?”

Sam tangles his hand in my hair as he slants his mouth over mine. I moan as his tongue teases me and his hand drifts down my body, cupping my ass.

Time for me to get in on the action. I drag my fingers along his erection, as he groans into my mouth, and I’m tempted to yank his pants down and suck him off right here. Crowds be damned.

When we part, my panties are soaked and my hormones racing. Judging by the heated look on his face, Sam shares my sentiment.

“A refresher course for you. If I had an extra few minutes, my tongue would be on your clit right now because your pussy is delicious.” Sam steals a last kiss, sending me a wink as he turns toward the door.

“You’re kidding. How am I supposed to think about anything other than you after that kiss?”

Sam pauses, his hand on the door. “That’s the idea, Lexi. You’re not.”

The door swings closed as I sag against the wall, fanning myself.

Well played, Sam.

Time for me to figure out how much money I can spend to save the man I love from a plethora of women who will spend ten grand to suck his cock.

Back off bitches. He’s taken.

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“Do I hear $8,000?” the auction caller asks the crowd.

Well, that escalated quickly.

Sam stands next to the podium, his world-famous smirk adorning his chiseled face. He looks impeccable in a pair of tight pants and a black button down. Downright delectable, and judging by the dollar amounts being thrown about, the women know it, too.

One woman in particular is pissing me off; a lithe blonde intent on taking home Mr. Bernard. I inch closer to where she stands with her clique, eager for any clues about how deep her pockets are regarding my man.

Yep, the green-eyed monster has taken up residence in my body and it’s all Samuel Bernard’s fault.

“Girl, how high are you willing to go?” her friend questions, shaking her head in disbelief.

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