Page 44 of Stuck with my Boss Daddies

But I needed more.

Breaking the kiss, I pressed my forehead against hers, our breath mingling in the cool night air. “Come with me.”

Her fingers twitched against my chest. “Kai…”

I didn’t give her a chance to second-guess it. I laced my fingers with hers and started walking, leading her down the quiet streets of Medford.

She didn’t fight me, didn’t ask where we were going.

Maybe she already knew.

The Foundry loomed ahead, its brick façade solid and familiar. The windows shone faintly from the streetlights outside, but inside, it was dark and still.

I led her to the side entrance, punching in the code that granted access to the upstairs loft—the place I now called home.

The place I shared with Samuel and Adam.

Sadie hesitated in the doorway as I flicked on the light, illuminating the open space.

Exposed beams stretched across the ceiling, the warmth of the wood contrasting with the modern steel accents. The open-concept kitchen, leather couches, and thick rugs softened the industrial edges.

Her eyes swept over everything, landing on the wall of floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked Medford’s main street. “You live here?”

I stepped behind her, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin. “Yeah.”

Her gaze flickered to mine. “With…them?”

“They’re not home.” I reached for her jacket, sliding it off her shoulders before she could argue. “They’re still at bowling, remember?”

She shivered, but not from the cold.

I let the silence settle as I tossed her jacket onto a chair, then reached for mine, shrugging it off.

She watched my movements, her lips parting slightly as I took a step closer.

“Say the word, S.” My voice was rough, low. “Tell me to stop, and I will.”

Her chest rose and fell too fast. Her fingers curled at her sides.

She didn’t tell me to stop.

I moved, bridging the last bit of space between us, my hands finding her waist, my lips brushing the shell of her ear.

“You came back to Medford.”

She sucked in a sharp breath.

“You kissed me.” I let my lips trail lower, skimming the sensitive spot just beneath her jaw. “Then you kissedhim.”

She trembled.

“And Samuel?” My grip tightened on her hips. “Did you let him touch you like this?”

Her fingers dug into my shoulders. “Kai?—”

“I don’t care.” I swallowed hard, feeling the raw ache in my chest. “I don’t care, as long as you’re here now.”

Her hands slid up, threading into my hair. She pulled me down, her lips crashing into mine.

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