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I rubbed her shoulder and she turned to look at me. “It was hard, you know? I had everything, and then I lost it all.”

I felt so sad for her then. She’d really been through it in the last year. Losing her boyfriend, best friend, lover, future husband. My heart ached for her, and it was horribly awkward hearing about how much she had loved my little brother. I wondered if things would change when they met up again.Would she want to go back to him?I hoped not, as I considered her my forever woman, and I couldn’t bear to lose her.

“Penny for your thoughts,” she asked.

I shook my head. “Nothing. I’m fine.”

She smiled at me. “So what does Mason like to do when he’s not being a sexy FBI agent?”

I snuggled into her and silently thanked her for changing the subject. “Sexy, huh? I enjoy swimming in the ocean and surfing. I live out in San Diego and have a house on the beach. I have a sheep dog called Ozzie. He’s three years old and absolutely crazy. I don’t know when he’ll come out of puppy phase.”

“Who’s looking after Ozzie?”

“My friend in San Diego is taking care of him.”

“Awww, sweet. I can just imagine you and Ozzie running on the beach together.”

“Yep, that’s our thing every morning, actually.”

“So how did you get assigned to this case?”

“I was called in from my home office because I was an unknown face in the area, plus I could still take on the identity of a grad student four years younger than me.”

“I see. Plus your background meant that you’d fit right in with the elites who were part of The Order.”

“That’s right. I was the perfect fit for the assignment, you might say.”

“You’re the perfect fit all right,” she joked as she sipped her wine. The innuendo wasn’t lost on me, and I instantly felt my cock harden a little.

“You’ve talked about your family and your work, but you haven’t spoken about the women in your life…Have you ever had a serious girlfriend?”

“No, I haven’t. I’ve been around… been with a lot of women… but I was never interested in more than one or two dates. After college, I was always too busy with work to look for someone that I could be serious with. So I just played the field and had as much fun as I wanted. But in all honesty, I just didn’t want to be tied down by anyone. I liked being unencumbered. It meant I didn’t get involved in any drama and I could just do what I liked.

“Eww, you were quite the man whore.”

I chuckled as I admitted I had been. I wasn’t ashamed of it. Things had been different back then.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that. But I was always responsible and I always used protection. I make sure to get tested every six months. And I never lied to the women I hooked up with. They always knew upfront that it was only going to be a one-time thing. But. while I’ve done a lot and kept things superficial with others, what I feel for you is completely different. There’s no comparison. You mean so much to me. I’ve fallen in love you.”

“Wow. I fell in love with you so quickly as well,” she murmured, wiping away a tear. She rested her head against my shoulder, grabbing hold of my hand in hers.

Then, she went quiet.

“So what happens to us when all this is over? What happens when your assignment is finished and you have to go back to Southern California? Also, I’ll need to talk to Adam when he finally gets his life back. How is he going to fit into all of this? Oh, it’s all so complicated.”

I didn’t yet have all the answers she needed. All I could do was pull her into my arms and hold her tight.

Chapter 26– Amber

Iwokeupwitha start. Looking around the darkened bedroom, I wondered where the hell I was. Then I saw him. I was in Mason’s bed. He was lying sleeping next to me in just his black boxer briefs. I was still fully clothed except for my socks and shoes. I must have dozed off as we were talking and he must have carried me to the bedroom.

I thought about the night we had just spent together, talking into the wee hours of the night and getting to know one another again. It had been wonderful. If I had any doubts about what I felt for him before, last night made me fall in love with him again.

I looked at him sleeping. He was so sexy and handsome. His quiet, rhythmic breathing made his muscular chest rise and fall. It wasn’t hard to marvel at Mason and his extraordinary body. He was droolworthy. I was the luckiest woman alive to be in the bed beside him.

And, incredibly, the essence of Mason inside his Greek god exterior was even more amazing. He had been so patient, kind, and understanding with me earlier. He had listened to me and made me feel comfortable and was really just the most lovely man I had ever met. He made it clear how much he loved and cared about me. He respected me. He just wanted to make me happy and I loved that about him. I loved his confident masculinity and just wanted to be closer to him.

Blatantly eye-fucking him while he was sleeping, I started to squirm with anticipation. I had made up my mind that I wanted a piece of this gorgeous man tonight. I wanted to make love to him. I needed him inside of me. I needed to show him physically how much I loved him too. We could sleep when we were dead!

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