Page 357 of The Sinner: James

His kiss takes me by surprise, softening me, his sensual strokes gnawing at my conviction.

I melt in his hands.

“Are you fucking with me?” I say, tearing my lips away from him. “There is no plan, is it? You just want to make sure I’m not mad at you for ruining my vacation.”

“Yes, there is a plan,” he says. “Preston wants us to fly to Monaco this coming weekend.”

My mouth falls open in surprise.

“What?”

He tips his chin down, still smiling.

“Mm-hmm.”

His fingers brush over my face gently while I search his eyes.

“What is that all about?”

He shrugs.

“I don’t know. He didn’t want to tell me.”

“And...?” I murmur, waiting to hear the rest of his plan.

“And we’re going to Monte Carlo.”

I toss a questioning look at him.

“We?”

He nods.

“You can spend some time on the Riviera. Ed’s not in Monaco until Friday when I come from Singapore.”

“Okay.”

“Not that I trust him with you,” he jokes.

I laugh.

“He’s in love,” I say.

“Are you?”

Chuckling, I give him a flirty smile.

“I think you know that already,” I say, stroking his face.

“So... What do you think?”

“It sounds good,” I say halfheartedly. “What about Eve? She planned on staying here with me until the end of the week.”

“Tell her to bring her passport. She’s coming with us.”

My mouth drops open, my eyes widening in surprise.

“No.”

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