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There was nothing better.

The movement of his hips never stopped. They didn’t even slow as his hands released mine, one crawling its way up toward my breast and the other moving in to find my clit.

There was something about his hands on my skin that did me in. He hadn’t even touched me between my legs or reached my nipple, and my body was growing hotter and climbing higher. Nothing was better than the feel of his hands on my skin.

“Ty,” I panted. “Oh, God, Ty.”

“Are you going to come for me, Alana?”

“Don’t stop,” I begged. “Please don’t stop.”

How it was possible, I didn’t know, but Ty thrust harder. He pressed one of his palms into the mattress again, kept the other hand roaming along my side, and lowered his mouth to mine. One soft caress of his hand over my breast as his tongue spiked inside my mouth, and I was panting, whimpering.

And several thrusts later, he tore his mouth from mine and watched as it happened. My orgasm tore through me, my body writhing beneath his as my hands sought to grab anything to hold on to while I rode the wave.

Near the tail end of it, just as my body was starting to come down, Ty’s breathing became labored and his movements swifter. I held on to him, my eyes focused on him. On the strength and power in his striking body.

And then it happened.

Ty’s body came apart above mine, his hips jerking violently as each wave of it crashed into him.

It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

When it finally left him, his body all but collapsed on top of mine. I wrapped my arms and legs tighter around him, and Ty turned his head so he could kiss my cheek.

“I’m sorry for you having to do all the work, Ty,” I lamented, as we both fought to regain control of our breathing.

“I just came harder than I ever have in my life, and you’re apologizing to me?” he countered.

“Really?”

He lifted his head so he could look down at me. “Yes, baby. Fuck, do you know how amazing you are?”

I shook my head. “I didn’t, but I guess I do now.” His lips twitched. “You’re just as incredible.”

Ty shot me a full-blown grin.

Then he dropped his mouth to mine and kissed me a long time before he got up to get us both cleaned up.

Although it was safe to say I would have been content to remain in Ty’s bed with him for the next several hours, we needed to talk. There was plenty to discuss, and the longer I delayed it, the longer I pretended that what happened last night wasn’t something to be concerned with, the worse things would surely become.

After the two of us had gotten a few forkfuls of light, fluffy eggs in our mouths and had taken a few bites of both steak and toast—evidently, Ty was serious about starting his morning off with good food—Ty broke the silence and took us where we needed to go.

“We need to talk about what happened at your place last night,” he said.

“I know.”

“How are you feeling about all of it?”

My avoidance tactics for the last twelve hours or so hadn’t helped me. Because now I needed to face this, and it was safe to say I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do. Recognizing it was best to be honest, I confessed, “I really don’t know. I’m not sure much has changed for me since last night.”

“You’re still not sure if you want to continue with the story?”

I nodded. “I mean, there’s one part of me that’s stubborn and refuses to allow whoever is behind this to stop me from doing what I feel called to do. But there’s that small logical part of my brain that’s screaming at me, telling me I’m crazy to continue to put not only myself but you in danger as well.”

Ty reached over and curled his fingers around my forearm. He squeezed and said, “Do not make a decision about this based on your concern for my safety or well-being. I’m doing what I’m perfectly capable of doing by being with you wherever you need to go.”

His response didn’t come as a surprise. I had expected he’d never want me to be swayed by my concern for him, butthat didn’t mean I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t. Maybe, in the beginning, it hadn’t hit me like this because not only did I not suspect just how bad it could get, but I also didn’t have the feelings for Ty that I did now. “I don’t know. There’s also the thought I have in the back of my mind about what that note said. I think the guy coming up to me in the gas station was my warning. I’m pretty sure that there’s no longer any grace for me. Whether I choose to move forward and keep pushing to find out what happened to Annie, whoever is after me isn’t going to stop, regardless. For that reason, I should just continue doing what I’m doing.”

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