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He rose up and cradled my cheek in his palm. “Fuck, Kiss. I started falling in love with you the first time you walked into Indulgence. I’m still falling.”

He brought my lips to his. I kept my hands braced on the bed, afraid to touch him, afraid to trigger something dark. But the kiss… The kiss was lips and tongue, a spiral of heat and trust weaving between us. When we parted, we sank back beneath the covers. A hesitant smile curved his lips.

“Say something, please,” he said.

I combed his bangs from his face with my fingertips. I had too many questions, and all of them would hurt Blue. I wanted to know when it ended. Did he run away? Would he ever confront Carl if he had the chance? But none of those questions would change tonight.

This was us.

“I love you, Blue. If I promise not to leave, you have to promise you’ll stay. Don’t go… Don’t go back to the roof.”

He made me the little spoon, closing in close behind me. “I wish we could just get on my motorcycle and ride forever.”

“No one can tell us we can’t.”

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Sunlight seeped through the thin curtains. The room was quiet with the exception of Blue’s soft snores behind me. I held perfectly still, afraid to wake him. Not only was the heat of his body seeping into me, but the steely length of his morning erection pressed against my ass.

My breaths came in fluttering puffs as my heart hiccupped into a crazy tempo. Almost as if every cell in my body tuned into the slightest shift of his hips.

Holy shit. His arm curled against my belly and pulled me closer. I pretended to sleep, not wanting to break the spell between us. But I couldn’t stop the involuntary change in my breath or the wetness building between my legs. His hips aligned with mine, but he wasn’t grinding against me, just pressing closer. And his dick was softening.

I stretched, pretending to slowly wake, although I suspected he knew I wasn’t still sleeping. Then I pivoted, facing him.

“Hi,” I whispered. We’d spent the night together before, but never like this.

A half-smile curved his lips. He traced my face with his fingertips. “I thought this morning would be different.”

My brows pinched.

“I thought…” He turned onto his back and sank his fingers into his hair, pushing his long bangs from his face.

I leaned onto his chest. “You thought because you told me your secret, you’d magically be able to forget all the fucked up shit he did to you?”

“No, but I thought I’d be able to fuck my girlfriend.”

“I felt you this morning.” I lifted my gaze to his. “Pressed against me and then you went soft. Is that what usually happens?”

“I’m hard until I can do something about it.” He sat up in bed.

“You can’t rush your recovery,” I said, repeating the phrase that had become a mantra for us, and smiled.

Blue leaned over the bed and grabbed his phone off the floor. “And neither can you. We gotta go. Your meeting is in less than an hour.”

Chapter Fourteen

Blue

Kiss sat behind the wheel of Jazzy’s car in the parking lot of the community center.

“Try again.” I had the hood popped. I’d checked the connections, but the car wouldn’t start.

She turned the ignition. Nothing. However, the headlights, the lights in the dashboard, and the stereo worked, but they were dim. The battery didn’t have enough of a charge to start the car.

“Can I help?”

I glanced to the left.

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