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“I want more.”

I didn’t even mean to say it out loud, but Jack props himself on his elbow and grins down at me.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “There’ll be plenty of time for that.”

His mouth closes over mine, and once again I’m lost to the rest of the world.

CHAPTER6

JACK

Birdsong wakes me. Opening my eyes, I take in the curtains and the tousled sheets.

Last night comes back in flashes. Leah beneath me. Leah on top of me. Leah next to me in the shower.

We fucked every which way, and I loved every second of it. The woman is a real firecracker, a jewel.

Grinning, I reach out to her, but the other side of the bed is empty.

“Leah?” I sit up and listen. Maybe she’s in the shower.

Pulling on a shirt and boxers, I pad to the bathroom, but no one is there.

The living room and kitchen are empty too.

Pushing aside the front curtains, I look out at the driveway. Her car is gone.

She left.

No goodbye. Not even a note.

Unexpectedly, it feels like a rock forms in my stomach. I know this was just a hookup, but I didn’t expect her to skip out like that. Usually, I’m the one who has to ask women to leave.

Frowning, I walk into the kitchen and make myself a latte on the espresso machine. Last night was amazing, and I wouldn’t mind going for another round.

I get why she left, though. What we did last night pushed the boundaries of our relationship — to a degree she doesn’t even yet realize.

Still, her departure smarts a bit. It’s egotistical of me, but I’m used to being the one calling the shots.

Taking my latte, I have a seat at the table in the kitchen nook. Outside, the pool glitters in the morning sun.

Warm washes over me, quickly followed by sadness. Last night was absolutely amazing.

And now it’s over. Forever.

I shake my head. What’s gotten into me? I’m not usually so into a woman.

I need to watch it, especially considering who Leah is to me.

Needing to distract myself, I unlock my phone and check my investing apps. In the bottom right-hand corner of the first one, a news article pops up.

My whole body goes cold.

Usually, I do everything I can to avoid seeing the name of my father’s company. But here it is, in the news.

Apparently, the company bought out another big food distributor. Well, good for them. At least the company my father gave all his attention to is still doing well, even years after his death.

With a sour taste in my mouth, I close the app and text my head of security, telling him to get together a flight crew to take me to Los Angeles ASAP.

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