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So this weekend, I'm going all out—a cottage in Mystic, away from the hustle and bustle of our daily lives. I plan to spoil her and shower her with all the affection she’s spent the last two years denying herself.

She's worth it.

She's wortheverything.

Now I just pray she feels the same.

Chapter

Twelve

CALLISTA

“Iwant all the details. Where is that handsome doctor of yours taking you to this weekend?” Suzanne shoots me a grin as she digs into her chicken salad.

“Mystic. I've never been there, but Keegan says there are tons of things to do. Although I wouldn’t mind staying in bed.”

“I’ll bet.”

“I can’t help the fact that Dr. Russo is gorgeous. I’m just a lucky bitch.”

“Yes, you are, and a million women will agree with your take.”

“So long as they keep their mitts off my man,” I volley back with a giggle.

Although, I really will kill them.

Just putting it out there.

“Look at you, all possessive.”

She’s not wrong. Even though I know Keegan is faithful, I admit my jealousy comes into play when I catch a woman swooning at him.

Thankfully, his gaze remains firmly on me, delivering a constant supply of butterflies and fluttery feelings.

“True, and I’m not sorry.” I chuckle and glance at my phone. Just enough time to stuff my face with food before hurrying back to the wellness center. “I’ve got to get moving. Next class starts in twenty minutes.”

Suzanne twirls the tip of her fork on her plate. "Are you sure you're not burning the candle at both ends? You've been working like mad."

I wave off her concern. "One of the instructors is on maternity leave, so someone has to take over her classes. Besides, I hid under a blanket for a year and a half. Now it's time to hustle. I'll drop Domino off at your house Friday morning."

“Sounds good. Don't have too much fun."

I wink and bite back a smile. "No can do, my friend. That’sexactlymy plan.”

I breathein the brisk sea air as we drive into Mystic, pushing my hair from my face.

The Connecticut coast is gorgeous and the sleepy town of Mystic lives up to Keegan’s claim. I have all sorts of inspiring scenery to occupy my time on the trip, but there's one view that outshines all the rest—my handsome doctor in the driver's seat.

Keegan catches my ogle and shoots me a devilish grin. "Are you looking forward to our weekend?"

“Excitement is an understatement. I don't plan on getting out of bed."

He slides his hand up my leg, squeezing my thigh. "I like how you think."

The man calls me a goddess in bed.Hisgoddess, to be exact. And while I adore that delicious term, especially inregard to me, I know the truth. Keegan’s talents in the bedroom are the stuff of legends. No joke, porn star level. When it comes to sex, he has it all: staying power, quick recovery time, and a tongue capable of the most unspeakably filthy acts.

Some should be illegal, but I’m ever so glad they aren’t.

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