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He watches me for a second. There’s a softness in his face that wasn’t there before. I have the sudden urge to kiss him full on his handsome mouth.

He pulls his hands out of his pockets and, for a split second, I’m terrified he’s going to take the ring back. I step away, but he doesn’t reach for me. Instead, he unclasps one of the gold chains from around his neck and holds it in his hands.

“Give me the ring back.”

I hand it to him, and he threads the chain through it.

“Turn around.”

I turn and let him fasten the necklace with the ring around my neck. His fingers brush against my skin as he secures the clasp, sending little shivers through me.

Shivers that have nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with Sev’s touch.

“There,” he says, turning me back around by my shoulders. “All done.”

“Thank you.”

We look at one another. His mouth moves as if he wants to say something else, and my eyes linger on his lips, the shape of them. I want to press my mouth against his, kiss him one more time. His eyes mirror mine, dropping to my mouth. I wonder if he feels the same.

“We should go back to our rooms,” he says in a husky voice.

I shudder, and the muscles in my belly twitch.

“Yes,” I say reluctantly. “It’s very cold.”

“Alright.”

We both stand there without moving. I normally love an excuse to run away after sex and avoid the awkwardness of pillow talk.

But being away from Sev is the last thing I want to do right now.

Oh, I’vedefinitelymessed up.

“Goodnight, Sev,” I blurt out.

I give him a quick kiss on the cheek and hurry away.

“Goodnight, trésor,” he says and watches me leave.

Chapter 27

Le Choix

Séverin

WhenIgetbackto my room, I strip off all my clothes, step into the shower and run the water as hot as I can.

I close my eyes, letting the hot water beat down on the back of my head, my neck. In my mind, I replay the electrifying memory of Anaïs coming on my tongue, grinding herself against my mouth, and then on my cock, her pussy clenching around me.

I’ve never come harder in my life than I did in that limousine, my mouth tasting her pulse, my senses filled with the scents of lilacs, sweat and sex.

What if I never come this hard with anybody else ever again?

With a sigh, I rest my forehead against the tiles.

And I replay the end of our conversation. Our alliance. Giving her the ring.

Agreeing that we would play along with the engagement.

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