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“And there is my answer.” I smile, imagining him doing the same.

“I’ll admit I’m looking forward to seeing you and maybe convincing you to stay at my place afterward.”

“I’m staying at Bree’s.”

“Babe.” I hear a door close and then he talks a little lower. “Bree and Dax are child free tonight. They’ll be having a few drinks, which means dirty things will probably take place once they get back home.”

I wrinkle my nose thinking of the sounds I’ll be forced to hear.

“I bet my offer to stay at my place is sounding even better now huh?”

As if I wasn’t already liking the idea of his place versus theirs, I’m more for it now.

“Plus, I bought that girlie creamer you like, so you can have the good coffee in the morning.”

The little things, he has no idea just how much they mean to me. Because in my eyes it means he’s trying and it means he cares.

“Are you going home before you go to Oliver and Luna’s?”

“I need to shower.”

“Is it okay if I come there first too, and we ride over together?”

“I’ll be heading that way in fifteen, come over any time, and I’ll leave the key under the door mat.”

“See you soon.” Excitement soars through me. There has been a lot of dating around for the both of us. More so on his part than mine. I know this is all new to him and he’s worried about messing it up. I’m thinking its time I take matters into my own hands.

After packing a little overnight bag, I get everything in my car, and the nervous energy immediately kicks in as I drive toward Jace’s place.

A cute, two bedroom white house with a rustic porch, and fence surrounding it on three sides.

A two stall garage sits off to the left where he keeps his car and his bike safely inside.

I pull into his driveway and take a few minutes to rebuild my courage, then grab my bags and walk toward the porch.

Unlocking the front door, I place my things on the chair and walk quietly down the hallway toward the bathroom. The sound of the water running in the shower gains my full attention and I take a deep breath, deciding its time.

Chapter Twenty

Jace

I step beneath the streaming water, and run my fingers through my hair, rinsing away the shampoo. My back muscles are sore from being hunched over for four hours inking a client. The heat feeling good on my shoulders.

Stretching my arms back, I’m taken by surprise when a set of delicate hands slide around my waist. Instantly I tense and place my hands over them as I start to spin.

Looking over my shoulder, Aurora peeks up at me, and smiles.

“Well,” I say as I finish turning around and glide my palms over her slick body.

Fuck the sight of her is almost too much to bear.

She is incredible, breathtaking. The words are hanging on the tip of my tongue, but honestly, I’m floored. I’ve had this dream, more times than I can count I’ve imagined this. Her standing before me, mine to touch and to taste, to explore.

“We might be late to the party,” she whispers, stepping closer. The water beading on her skin, her nipples hard, brushing up against my chest.

“We might.” I pause with my hands on her hips, holding her still so I can take her in completely. The very second her palms slide over my chest, and continue lower, her fingertips dragging ever so slowly over my lower stomach and thighs, I feel like I could crumble to the floor.

“We are definitely gonna be late,” I assure her, moving in and cupping her face, pulling her toward me. Turning, I press her back against the wall of the shower and cover her mouth with my own, swallowing her moan.

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