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“Yes. Oh my God!” The girls all chatter excitedly and practically run back to makeup to reapply their lip gloss.I didn’t see Cameron, and I’m feeling like I want to run out of here as fast as I can.“Vivienne,” Eliza calls me from the other room. “You’re needed in here, please?”I close my eyes as I try to mentally prepare myself. “Okay,” I call.I walk into the adjoining room to see the girls all in a group near the large, black double doors that go out into the Escape Lounge. They are laughing and jovial, like this is the most fun they have ever had in their lives.I suppose it would be if you weren’t so nervous that you felt like you were going to throw up.You can do this, but you need to get over yourself, Ashley.The double doors are soon opened, and the girls all breeze out into the lounge. I hear the men’s jovial chatter float through from the other room. I stand quietly at the back of the group.Eliza notices my trepidation and walks up to me. “You doing okay?”“I’m not sure
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“You look beautiful,” he whispers as his eyes drop to my lips.“So do you,” I breathe.The elevator doors open and he leads me in. I turn to face the door and he stands behind me. The door slowly shuts and he pushes my hair to one side as his lips drop to my neck. My eyes close instantly. The feel of his lips gently kissing my skin is so damn good.He kisses my neck, softly at first, again and again and then, as if losing control, he bites me hard and I whimper. He grabs my hipbone and pulls me back so I can feel how hard he is behind me.“You have no idea how badly I want you,” he whispers in my ear causing goosebumps to erupt, and whether it’s his breath on my skin or the sound of his words that nearly make me convulse, I will never know.He sucks my skin as my knees nearly buckle from underneath me. “Cameron,” I whimper.I’ve never had this—had a man that is so in tune with my body before. It’s as if he knows exactly what to do, exactly where to touch me, and exactly what to say.T
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He walks me out to a room that has a large bar, and he glances through the glass door of the drink fridge. He frowns. “I wasn’t expecting company and haven’t got any good stuff chilled. Hang on a sec, I’ll go get some.”He takes off toward the kitchen and I follow him without thinking. Where is he going? He opens a door and disappears down a set of stairs. What the hell? A wine cellar? He has a fucking wine cellar? I frown as I follow him, and my eyes widen as I approach the bottom of the stairs.It’s a huge room lined with shelves creating aisles, and the walls and floors are sandstone. The air is crisp and cold down here. Wow. This is something else.He walks along the aisle looking for the wine he wants. “Champagne or wine?”I shake my head and his eyes rise to meet mine. “What?” he asks.“You have a wine cellar…” I frown, this is just ridiculous.“Yes.” He smirks. “I have a wine cellar.”I shake my head and blow out a breath.“What?” He frowns.“Where did you get all this money, C
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My hands rise to his broad shoulders that are covered in that suit. He’s wearing way too many clothes.“More than anything, I remember the way you made me feel,” he murmurs against my neck.Oh God. His open lips run from my jaw to my neck, back to my jaw, and then to my mouth. “How did I make you feel?” I breathe as his lips drop to my collarbone. Oh hell. How am I supposed to hold an intelligent conversation with this man while he is doing this to me?“Something.”“Something?” I repeat.He stands and I look up into his eyes. “You made me feel something I’d never felt before.”“Like what?”He shakes his head softly. “I don’t know.” He narrows his eyes. “I haven’t put my finger on it yet. I only know that I’ve thought about you over the years… a lot.”I smile softly. “Is that so strange?” I ask as I raise my brows.He smiles sexily. “For me? Yes.”“You usually forget women you’ve been with?” I frown.He shrugs. “Perhaps.” He picks up his glass and sips his champagne. “I never forgot yo
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With his eyes still burning a hole in mine, he takes his suit jacket off and then rips his tie to loosen it. My sex clenches in appreciation. I watch as he undoes the tie, slides it off, and then unbuttons his shirt.My heart starts to hammer at the first glimpse of his naked skin. His broad chest has a scattering of dark hair and his stomach is rippled with a distinct V that disappears into his pants. I lick my lips in anticipation. This is going to be so good. He kicks his shoes off then slowly unzips his suit pants and slides them down his legs. He’s wearing tight black Calvin Klein briefs; his hard cock is just peeking above the waistband.With his eyes fixed firmly on mine, he slides them down his legs, revealing the biggest damn dick I have ever seen. His dark pubic hair is short and well kept.I have no words. Yes, I do.Holy fuck.My mouth goes dry. He’s so beautiful. He’s the perfect male specimen.I had remembered this about him. I remembered that he was hung like a horse, b
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I smile up at him.“Do you know how beautiful you look all messed up with an orgasm afterglow?” he breathes.“Why don’t you show me?” I whisper.“Excellent idea.” He crawls over me and kisses me softly as his cock slides up against my stomach. “Open your legs, Bloss. Let me in.”I smile against his lips and his tip nudges my opening.His kiss turns desperate and he lurches forward.Pain shoots through me and I tense instantly. Fuck!“Shh, Bloss. Relax, baby,” he whispers into my mouth. We kiss again and he slowly pushes forward with force. My eyes close as I try deal to with him. God, he’s everywhere. The way his body is overtaking mine is overwhelming and I whimper.“Here we go, Bloss. Relax, baby,” He whispers again as he kisses me and drives home hard. I cling to his back tightly and he stays deep and still to let me adjust around him“Kiss me,” he breathes, and our lips crash together as he slides out and pushes back into me slowly. I smile against his lips as the first glimmer of
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I don’t want to rain on my own parade, but I really do need go out there and tell him I have a son.“It’s no big deal,” I murmur to my reflection. But I know it is a big deal. Who am I kidding?Just go out there, say it and be done with it. The longer I leave it the harder it’s going to get, I remind myself.Maybe he won’t care and things will just be the same? But I have this annoying, nagging voice in my gut, warning me that he could be so disgusted, he’ll cut all ties with me immediately.The problem is that I’m not going to know how he’s going to handle it until I actually get it over with, and it scares the hell out of me that he will end it. I should have told him before I slept with him. I brush my fingers through my just-fucked, rat’s nest hair as I contemplate his reaction. It could be the best thing I ever do, or it could turn sour instantly. I blow out another deep breath. I guess I’m about to find out.“Just go out there and tell him,” I mouth to my reflection in the mirro
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“No.”“Yes.”“Alright.” I laugh.“Alright?” he asks, half surprised as he pulls back to look at my face.I narrow my eyes as I stare up at him leaning over my body. “Just tell me why do you want to go to New York so much?”He pauses. “I want to go back to the weekend we were supposed to be meeting—”“Before you lost your phone,” I interrupt.He looks at me, deadpan. “How many times are you going to bring that up?”I shrug. “As many as it takes to annoy you.”“You already reached that quota ten times ago.” He frowns.“Really? Oh, I had no idea.” I act shocked.He rolls his eyes. “I want to go back to the people we were when we met in Vegas.”My heart drops. I don’t even know where to find the girl he met in Vegas.She is long gone, replaced with responsibilities and debt.He wraps me in his arms and kisses my forehead. “Let’s go away and forget everything but each other.”I smile into his shoulder. I could nearly tear up at the thought—a weekend of just us, not worrying about the futur
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“Don’t.” I pull from his grip. “And don’t tell me you like it rough, either,” I add. “That is way too much information which I do not need to know.”Abbie grabs Ben’s forearm. “Bridget needs to be punished. You need to take her home right now,” she says seriously. Of all the things she could have said. “In fact, give her one for me,” she adds.“Abbie!” I snap. “Shut the hell up.”Tash puts her hand over her mouth and bursts out laughing.Adrian’s and my eyes widen in horror.Ben nods. “That’s a good idea, Abs.”He grabs my arm and pulls me toward the door, and I snatch my arm from his hold.“Don’t touch me.”“Cut out the dramatics,” he says as he pushes me forward.“Dramatics?” I repeat as I storm toward the door. “You’ve lost the fucking plot.” I exit up the stairs, out onto the water’s edge on the cobblestone pavers.He falls into stride beside me and the ocean breeze whips through my hair.We walk in silence for a while and I glance over at him, seemingly deep in thought.“What are
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Your neck looks edible.I could sink my teeth into it.What?I frown and lift my eyes to his. He holds his beer up in a cheers symbol and takes a drink as his mischievous eyes hold mine. He’s sitting back in his seat, legs wide, and his huge shoulders show off all his power. Unable to help themselves, my eyes roam down to his strong muscular forearms and I swallow the lump in my throat. Honestly… why the hell is he so freaking hot?The conversation carries on around us as my heart rate picks up.Okay, what the actual fuck is going on here? I’m not imagining this.That was a definite flirty text.But what do I write back?Fuck off, asshole. That’s what I need to write. I text back:Vampires aren’t really my thing.He reads his text and smirks. I pick up my drink and sip it as I make eye contact with Adrian, who frowns subtly in question. My phone beeps again.Have you thought about me?I swallow the lump in my throat and immediately text back.Never.A reply bounces back.Liar.I feel
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The table erupts into giggles and I choke on my drink. That is such a Cameron thing to say. Cameron is Joshua’s younger brother, and someone very dear to us all. He’s never serious for a moment, and it’s hard to believe he’s a doctor in L.A. He’s cheeky as all hell and keeps us amused with his wicked one-liners and sense of humor. He has every woman he meets eating out of his hand.“Cameron!” Abbie snaps, feigning shock. “For your information, I do not bang like a barn door.”He smiles into his beer. “I beg to differ.” His eyes dance with delight as he teases.“You wish you knew if I banged like a barn door, Cam,” she replies flatly.He raises his glass with a grin.Joshua frowns. “I think you might need a new phone, Didge.” He narrows his eyes as he concentrates. “The engage seems to be disabled.”I roll my eyes. “Will you speak English? What does that even mean?” He looks up at me and raises a brow. “It means it’s fucked.” He hands it back over the table to Natasha, who hands it to
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“Bring him to me?” I repeat with a raised brow. Is he kidding me? “What are you, Henry VIII now?” Unable to help it, I smirk. “What are you going to do, Ben? Behead him?”His eyes hold mine for an extended moment. “Possibly.” He must realize how ridiculous he just sounded because he smiles sexily. “It’s tempting.”Our eyes lock and a ripple of electricity zaps in the air between us.Cut it out.Silence hangs, but he finally breaks it. “It’s good to see you, Didge. I’ve thought of you often.”My eyes search his. I get a lump of regret in my throat and I just want to shake him for putting me through hell.I force a smile. “You, too.”I don’t mean it. Seeing him only makes it hurt that little bit more, knowing we didn’t work out. Unfortunately, I wasn’t imagining the chemistry we had. I always had hoped that maybe it had been a dream. I thought that if we ever saw each other again it would be like seeing an old friend in the street—I would feel nothing and be happy that I had moved on an
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“He’s not that bad.” I laugh. “And yes, he’s a cop… and he’s smoking hot, so he’s got a lot to love. Keep your opinions to yourself, Abs. Please remember you’re dating a gorilla on steroids. You can’t exactly judge.”Natasha and Abbey laugh, and I glance up and see Max smirking in the rearview mirror.“Yeah, well, that gorilla is an animal. I’m so down with gorillas.”Tash and I smirk because Abbey is a slut—a bona fide, self-confessed, slut. She loves men and sex, and she’s enjoying every perk of being a super attractive single woman. Her hair is long and golden, and she has a kicking body that she shows off unashamedly.She has every man she meets eating out of her hand.Her mantra is no boyfriends, no strings… just fun.And, boy, does she have the fun. I don’t know how she has the energy, to be honest. It seems like a lot of work.The car comes to a slow crawl before it stops, and we climb out to make our way to the bar where we’re all meeting.Joshua, Cameron, Scott, and Adrian ar
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I know he’s strong. I know he’s not a talker. But those nights in his arms were filled with tenderness and love.Where is that man?Because I want him back.I lie in the darkness at 1:00 a.m. The sound of the ocean drifts through the room and the soft breeze rolls over my body. As usual, I’m torturing myself with thoughts of Ben Statham and his beautiful body. Where is he now? Is he asleep?The last time we were together I told him I loved him. I never meant to, but I couldn’t help it. I was all soft and emotional from my orgasm-high, and the words just slipped out.Is that why he ran?I blow out a deep breath and stare at the ceiling as I go over that last night we spent together for the ten-thousandth time.If I knew it was to be our last night together I would have done more, said more,done anything to make him stay.The door opens, and I roll over. My heart catches in my chest.“Ben,” I whisper.He walks in and closes the door behind him, his hands clenching at his sides. He seem
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Cameron looks up and spots me watching him through the window, and he smiles sexily and makes his way across the garden. Before I know it he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses me.“Permet de se faufiler au lit.” (Translation: Let’s sneak off to bed.) He nibbles on my neck and I smile as I try to wriggle away from him.“No.” I turn, and he takes me in his arms. I look up at him and he kisses me softly. “You know, you’re kind of all right for a farm boy.” My hands drop to his behind and I give it a squeeze. Everything is still gorgeous about my man; he’s only gotten better with age.He smiles sexily down at me. “I’ll show you what a farm boy can really do.”“Dad!” Juliet calls.He rolls his eyes.“Dad!” Zander yells. “Where did you go?”He puffs air in his cheeks and looks out the window, and then smiles broadly as an idea comes to him. He ducks down and crawls through the kitchen and back through the house.“What are you doing?” I ask as he crawls up the hall, towards the
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I nod and scrunch my eyes shut as another contraction comes. My doctor walks into the room. “The doctor is here.”“Put him on,” Cameron asks.I hand the phone to the doctor. “It’s Cameron.”He frowns and takes the phone. “Hello?” He listens for a moment. “Why? Where are you?” he asks. “Just a minute. “He puts the phone down and gives me an internal and then gets back on the phone. “She’s nearly ready to push. I’ll do my best. It’s progressing very fast.” He hands the phone back to me.“Hey, Bloss. I’m coming, babe.”I nod as tears start to roll down my face. He’s not going to make it. I know he’s not.“I love you,” I whisper.“I love you, too. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” He hangs up.I start to cry, blubbering-mess-crying, and I just want Cameron here. Why, oh, why today of all days?My eyes widen, and then I scrunch them shut.“What is it?” Adrian frowns.“I need to push.”CameronI tear off my gloves and run out of the operating room. I bang the elevator button three times.“Co
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“Get on a plane. I’ll hire you a private plane,” I stammer.“It will take that long getting into one airport and out of the other…it’s quicker if I drive.”Shit.“All right.” I pause for a moment. “Can you leave immediately?”“Yes.” He sighs. “On my way.”I blow out a breath and the nurse wipes the perspiration from my brow. The room falls silent and everyone is edgy. I inhale deeply as I try to calm myself down. “Hanna,” I call.“Yes, Doctor.”“Can you keep in contact with Ashley by phone, please, and let me know if there’s any change, other than that I need to concentrate here.”“Yes, of course.” She pauses for a moment. “Calling her now.”I inhale again as I try to slow my heart to a regular beat.It’s okay, I’m going get there… fate couldn’t be so cruel as to let me miss another birth.Hold on, Bloss... hold on.Ashley“Ahhhhh!” I call as I sit slumped over in the car.Adrian’s eyes are nearly popping from the sockets and he’s driving like a maniac. We’ve been stuck in traffic for
