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Come explodes out of my end. At the same time, she whimpers and juices flow down her leg.

When it’s over, she turns to me. Her eyes flit to the corner of the screen and she frowns.

“Don’t you dare do that,” I growl.

“What?”

“What did I tell you about acting innocent? Don’t look at yourself and think about anything but the truth. You’re gorgeous and the sexiest woman alive. That doesn’t change if I’m horny or not… and for the record, even after exploding, I’m still horny for you.”

She smiles while tapping the side of her head. “Seriously, you and your mind-reading chip need to chill…”

I grin. “I’ll get cleaned up, then we can talk for a while. I don’t want you thinking I only want you for one thing.”

I step into the en-suite to wipe myself down and pull on some fresh underwear. But when I return, my screen is blank. I’ve got a text from Sera.

Sera: I’m sorry to ditch you like that. I’m super tired and need to get some sleep. I know I took the coward’s way out by not telling you to your face. But that was freaking great, worth waiting up for.

I frown, attempting to believe her, trying not to let Victor’s voice invade my mind. If Victor knew about this, he’d say there’s a chance she called me so she could record what we just did.

If she did that, I’d be screwed. But when I told him I trusted her, I was telling the truth.

Sera: Are you mad?

I imagine her looking at me with those gorgeous eyes. That expression on her face that makes me feel like I know her, like I’ve been waiting for her on some level I don’t even understand.

Luke: No. I should get some sleep too.

I put my phone on the bedside table and lie on the bed. Staring up at the ceiling, I try not to let suspicions twist through me and corrupt what we have. But Victor’s voice is there, my mentor, the man who’s given me so much guidance over the years.

“How can you trust someone you barely know…”

I don’t want to think like that, don’t want to doubt her.

But if she wasn’t my obsession, I’ve got to admit. I’d find what happened suspicious.

Chapter Seventeen

Sera

The next morning, I visit Ellie at the hospital. She’s been an in-patient since she began her treatment before we left for Vegas. Her condition is in the relatively early stages, but it still breaks my heart when I see the spaced-out look in her eyes as she struggles to focus. For a moment, it’s like she’s forgotten who I am.

But when she smiles, the woman I remember flashes through her features. She becomes the IT teacher again, full of life, passion, protectiveness. She has her own room in the private hospital… Graham said that insurance is covering it, but our insurance isn’tthatgood. Is it really covering all this?

“Sit, dear, sir,” she says, gesturing to two chairs with views of the hospital’s spacious grounds.

Guilt attempts to stop me from doing what I have to do, from acting on the plan I developed last night after the video-call sex thing. Okay, so that was a distraction. I didn’t plan on it, though. I was going to tell him about Damien’s email to Graham, but then I started panicking, my mind spinning into how ugly the future could get, and I realized I couldn’t do it.

So I went the sexy route, capitalizing on the hunger in his eyes. The second he saw me, it was there, a fierce desire to claim me. I wanted to make him feel good, too.

“How have you been?” I ask.

“Nevermindthat,” she says with a smile. “How was…” She pauses. “Vegas?”

Minor lapses, pauses, moments of forgetfulness are how it starts, which will expand until there’s no Ellie left.

“It was great, actually,” I say. “I’ve got some pictures. Do you want to see?”

“Sure,” she replies with a smile.

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