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“Tell me what you want, princess,” I murmur hotly in her ear. “I’ll give you anything.”

And I fucking mean it. She owns me, heart and soul.

I draw her close, and she curls into me with a contented sigh, head pillowed on my chest.

“Stay with me tonight?” I drag the blankets over us.

A buzzing sounds from somewhere on the floor and Lil tries to get up.

I tighten my hold, nuzzling into her hair. “It’s just a phone, princess. Leave it.”

“But it could be important.”

I release her with a sigh, propping myself up on an elbow. She scrambles off the bed to grab her skirt. The sight of her naked form has heat pooling low in my gut… again. I want nothing more than to drag her back into my arms and bury myself inside her, staking my claim in the most primal way possible.

She finds her phone in the discarded skirt, fingers flying over the keys. A frown mars her features, and she types out a quick response before setting it aside again.

“What’s wrong?” I don’t like sharing her attention, not even with a phone.

Chapter 21

Lilian

I put on my clothes before smoothing my hair.

Sebastian pads over, shirtless in low-slung jeans, his abs on full display. “Everything okay, princess?”

I nod.

“Good.” He kisses me, slow and deep, backing me against the door. “Round two?”

“Gemma and Mary asked where I am.”

“Stay.”

“I can’t.” Getting on my tiptoes, I give him a quick goodbye kiss, but he deepens it, his tongue sliding into my mouth and his arm sneaking around my waist.

I push at his chest. “They’re going to wonder where I am.”

“Fine. Go downstairs, or I can’t be held responsible for what happens next,” he says.

“See you there?”

He gives me a peck on the nose. “I will be right behind you.”

A giggle escapes me as I turn to the door. When I open it, I startle, finding Brandon standing there, fist raised to knock.

“Well, well.” His eyes dart between Sebastian and me, and a smug grin spreads over his face. “What do we have here?”

“Leave it,” Sebastian says.

Brandon winks at me. “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me.”

My cheeks burn, and I’m not sure where to look. This is awkward enough.

“Bran,” Sebastian says.

“What?” He holds up his hands in surrender. “I met her first.”

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