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I smiled widely, feeling like a kid receiving a special promise. “I’ll hold you to that, slick.”

His mouth twitched and he shook his head at the nickname.

“So, you’re away for the press release?”

“Intentionally,” he replied, as one clipped word.

“I thought you’d be around?”

“Fuckno. I’d rather have Arlo suck me off than be within ten blocks of the media.”

“You hate them that much?”

Raf grunted. “Not hate. I just hate being thrust into the spotlight when I’d rather keep a low-profile.”

“Because of your double-life as a street racer?” His insistence still had me perplexed.

Dark eyes seared into mine, and while they spoke of untold stories, I couldn’t put my finger on the most important one.

“Yeah, something like that,” he mumbled gruffly.

“Colton and Arlo will be there.”

“Exactly. Which means I don’t need to be. Which is why Iwon’tbe. Now, enough about that. I didn’t come here to talk shop.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Then why exactlydidyou come here?”

Again with the sexy lip-quirk. “I already showed you why.”

“So, just for sex?”

Raf’s cocky expression went from fluid to frozen within those four words. He tilted back, and he eyed me down his straight nose. I’d come to find that was his self-preservation reaction designed to intimidate and shut people out.

“No, not just for sex.”

“For my smile?” I gifted him with my best toothy smile and was rewarded with a deep chuckle.

He stepped forward and his hands found my hips. “Yes, baby girl, for your smile. And your laugh. Your taste. The way you look at me, and the way you light my blood on fire.”

Tugging me to the edge of the countertop, his hips aligned perfectly with mine. I welcomed the trail of open-mouthed kisses laid along the side of my neck.

“Mmm fuck, and the way you smell.”

I let out a shaky exhale against his ear as his lips sent coils of desire unfurling down my spine. My hands touched down on the warm, defined jut of his hips, thumbs coming to rest perfectly in the hollow gracing either side of the V that disappeared under his jeans. He shivered and grunted as I passed over those sensitive spots.

“You make me forget why I came here, mamacita, and now you’re giving me too many reasons to stay.”

I absorbed his whispered confessions. They wove throughout the four chambers of my beating anatomy and became part of who I was.

Within that achingly raw moment, my world shifted and the attracting force around us amplified in ways that made me feel weightlessly bound to him.

I spoke around the tightness in my throat. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you like, Raf.”

A puffed exhale tickled across my earlobe before his cheek smoothed along mine. The murmur that followed sounded likefucking voodoo pussy,but it was so far under his breath, I may have imagined it.

Chapter 33

-Raf-

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