Page 423 of The Tempted

“I’ve got to go,” I said, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

She pulled the water bottle from her lips and looked at me.

“Oh, okay,” she placed the water on the counter and turned to me.

“Give me a kiss,” I ordered, hating the disappointment reflected in her eyes.

She reached up on her tip toes, wrapping one arm around my neck and placed her hand against my cheek as her lips glided over mine.

“Be careful,” she said against my mouth.

“I’ll see you later,” I replied, giving her ass a soft smack before winking at her and slipping out the back door, avoiding the bunch of crazy Italians that were probably fighting over godparent rights.

I walked around to the front of the house and saw Jack straddling his bike.

“What’s the big emergency?” I asked, walking up to him.

He lifted his head, his facial expression grim as he stared back at me.

“Wu sent a message,” he clipped.

Four simple words.

Words that turned any short-lived dream into a nightmare

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