Page 47 of Celebrity

He stepped toward me, and before I realized it, he’d thrown me over his shoulder. He took each of my shoes and tossed them to the side.

“Hey. Those were expensive.”

“Baby, you have twenty other pairs. We’ll pick them up on our way back.”

“Bad Devin.” I laughed. “Never touch a woman’s Pradas.”

I pinched his butt and then lingered to enjoy the feel of the firm muscles under my fingers.

He responded with a smack and squeeze to my bottom. “Behave.”

“Are you planning on carrying me like this the rest of the way to wherever we are going?”

“Yes.”

“Thanks, Mr. Vociferous.”

“You’re welcome, Mrs. Camden.” His hand crept up the back of my dress, cupping my ass and then playing with the string of my thong, sliding it up and down his fingers.

Goosebumps prickled my skin.

“Stop it. We’re out in the open.” I lifted up and pulled at his hand, which only made him tug on my underwear harder.

“Devin,” I said in a breathless whisper, and then a moan escaped my lips.

“We’re here.”

He set me on the steps of a cabin hidden among the trees. It was older, made of aged brick and wood. The landscaping was impeccably manicured and well established, telling me it was probably as old as the cabin.

“This is where you came when you studied for the bar,” I said, glancing at him.

He remained quiet and watched me take in the house.

It was beautiful and had a charm only simple vintage homes had. The scent of pine blew through the trees, making me lift my face to the breeze.

“I love it,” I said. “I take it this place was the original home before the mansion was built.”

“It belonged to my mother’s family. She inherited it but rarely came here with Dad’s political career taking off in Louisiana. I’m happy Jacinta is putting the estate to use. Jacinta, Tyler, and I loved coming here to escape the political social scene back in New Orleans.”

“I’m glad you showed me this place. I’ve always wanted to see the cabin you’d disappear to whenever you had to study.”

He cupped my face and kissed my forehead. “I’m sorry I never brought you here before.” There was a tinge of regret in his voice.

“I’m here now. Let’s go inside.”

We climbed the stairs and Dev unlocked the door. I was shocked to see how simple everything was inside. A small living room led to a tiny, almost minuscule kitchen, and a door in the back led to what I could only assume was the bedroom. There were knickknacks everywhere. I walked to the mantel lined with pictures. There were images of Carol and her sisters as teenagers, as well as Devin, Jacinta, and Tyler in various stages of growing up.

I traced the one of Dev standing on the dock, ready to jump into the Colorado River. He was so handsome, even then.

A throat cleared, snapping me from my perusal of the house.

My breath hitched as I turned to find Devin sitting on the couch with the same look he’d had in his eyes when he pulled me from my tea with Carol. His erection pushed against the seam of his pants, making my mouth water.

He crooked his finger at me and then pointed to the pillow on the floor between his legs.

Without thought, I moved toward him.

“Stop.”

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