Page 131 of Exposé

I clenched my teeth, my head moving in a slow, deliberate refusal.

No.

My heart shuddered in my chest, and my breaths caught.

Kane Rogers.

He warned me.

Did I let the enemy in the house... and sleep with him?

“I know what I saw."

The water shut off, and I plopped onto the couch, staring at the bathroom door, my legs shaking. "Yeah, the music finally turned off a few days ago."

"He's there, isn't he?"

The door cracked open, and Nate stepped out, scrubbing the towel over his head.

"Yeah. Did they ever find out who was doing it?"

Nate glanced at me and smiled, his naked, muscular frame glistening with water.

“The apartment wasn't rented out. It was under renovation, so they think some kids got in and had a party."

"Oh, easy enough."

"You need to be careful," Liam warned, drawing the conversation back.

"I will. Thanks again."

He wrapped the towel low on his hips and smiled. “Everything okay?”

“Fine.” I forced a smile. “He wanted to see if the noise complaint was taken care of.”

"Noise complaint?"

"Yeah, some asshole played his music all freakin night for three days straight a couple of days ago, like the CIA torture kind, until the cops were called."

Nate nodded with a smirk, his gaze lingering for a moment before he stepped my way. "Well, in that case, I say we pick up where we left off."

"The heart to heart?" I dropped my phone on the coffee table and stood, keeping my smile a permanent fixture.

"No, the sex." He grabbed me by the waist and swung me towards the couch, my back bouncing before he fell on top of me.

"Nate," I said between kisses, his lips trailing down my throat. "I have to pick my stuff up from my office." My hands pushed against his shoulders while he moved my robe aside and took a nipple into his mouth.

I hissed. The warmth against my chilled skin wiped my mind of everything but the soft suction of his lips over my breast.

"You're all mine, Ava."

His possession hit my belly like a swarm of butterflies. "Nate." My hands slipped from his shoulders, his hips grinding against me, sending me into a wild flurry of emotion. "As much as I want to do this, I really need to go."

I tugged at him, pulling him from my breast and bringing him to eye-level.

"Okay." He knelt above me, his hand tucking the towel tighter around his waist. "But I'm only letting you go this time."

"Only this time, huh?" I moved to a seated position, his stiff erection forming a solid mass behind the cotton towel.

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