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My muscles are tense, but when he starts to move, gliding in and out, I realize he’s right. This feels… good. There’s no pain, just a delicious fullness. He moves easily now, so slowly, and my body melts.

He kisses me again, drinking in my sighs and all the surprising sounds coming from me. I find myself making sounds I’ve never made before.

He thrusts slowly, gradually building speed. His thumb works my clit, rubbing tiny circles, alternating between firm and soft touches. My body tingles from head to toe as pleasure swells inside me, starting low in my belly, then radiating outward. My muscles tense suddenly as a wave of pleasure sweeps through me, stealing my breath.

He bucks into me, his cries low and rough. When my body clamps down on him, he arches his back, crying out hoarsely as he sinks deep inside me, holding himself there as his muscles lock tight and his erection throbs inside me.

I glance at his expression, tense now, his jaws clenched. His gaze latches onto mine, and I’m shocked by the vulnerability I see in his beautiful obsidian eyes. This means something to him, just as it does to me.

Still inside me Miguel rolls us gently onto our sides. “You okay?” he asks a bit breathlessly.

I nod. “I’m wonderful.”

He kisses my forehead. “Yes, you are.”

* * *

After Miguel disposes of the condom and we clean up in the bathroom, Miguel scoops me into his arms and carries me back to my bed and lays me down.

“Will you stay with me?” I ask.

He smiles. “Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.”

Pumpkin jumps up on to the bed, climbing over us and purring loudly.

Miguel turns me on my side and presses up close behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist and tucks me in close.

For the first time all evening, I can finally relax. My body is thrumming, and I feel a delicious, if unfamiliar, ache deep inside.

I lost my virginity tonight. It’s as surprising as it is wonderful. I never expected this to happen. I never dreamed I could ever trust someone this much. I’ve never even met someone who made me want to try. With Miguel, everything feels different. I feel different. Stronger.

I clasp Miguel’s arm to my chest. He makes me feel safe—something no one has ever done before. He also gives me strength to deal with what comes next.

Tomorrow is going to be difficult—I know that. I’ll have to face all the things Miguel told me this evening, about my father—I mean Allen. I keep thinking of him as my father, but this is a man who was willing to kill me to get what he wanted.

And then there’s Edward. How is Edward going to react when he finds out he might be my father? We have a great relationship, and he’s always been there for me, but finding out he’s possibly my father might be a shock.

And then there’s the police detective. I know he’s going to come asking questions, and I dread that.

“Are you okay?” Miguel whispers close to my ear, his breath ruffling my hair.

I shiver. “Yes. I’m just thinking about tomorrow.”

He tightens his arm around my waist. “There’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

“I’m going to call Edward tomorrow and ask him to come over. He needs to know the truth.”

“I don’t think you need to worry about Edward. I have a feeling he’s going to be thrilled to welcome you as his daughter.”

Chapter 29

Miguel

Detective Cartwright arrives at the apartment at ten the next morning. Ruby’s been a nervous wreck since we woke up, and she’s hiding in her art studio when Cartwright knocks on our door.

I let the man in. He’s dressed in a rumpled navy blue suit.

“It looks like you had a rough night,” I say.

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