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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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“Okay, boss.” I smile and, unable to help it, I step on the gas and do a burn out up the street. I glance at the rear view mirror to see the horror on his face, and I laugh to myself. Oh man… he’s so fun to antagonize.I pull the car into the shopping parking lot and dial Mom’s number. I’ve been waiting to make this call.Owen answers on the first ring. “Hi, Momma.”A broad smile crosses my face. “Hey, baby.” I laugh. “How’s my little man this morning?’“Good.”“Watcha doing?”“Baking cookies.”“Oh, what type?”He puts the phone down. “What type are they, Grandma?” he calls.“Chocolate chip,” I hear my mom say in the background.“What are you doing?” he asks.“I’m just…” I pause for a moment. “I’m cleaning the house. Are you being a good boy and helping Grandma?”“Yep. We’re going to the playground after lunch, too.”“Oh, that’s fun.” I smile and my heart breaks a little. I miss him.He starts talking to my mom as though forgetting he’s on the phone to me.“Owen?” I call.“Yeh?”“I’m
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“What the heck” She pauses for a moment. “Did you tell him about Owen?”I scrunch my face up. “Erm. No, not yet.” I wince.“Ashley, what the hell are you doing?”“Oh, Jen, I just want him to get to know me before I tell him I have a son.”“Why?”“Because it’s going to change the whole dynamic and I will become someone’s mom to him. I won’t matter anymore.”“You don’t know that.”“I kind of do,” I mutter sadly. “Look, I’ll tell him as soon as we get back on Monday. Jen, when have I ever had the opportunity to go away with a dreamy guy for a fun weekend with no strings attached?”“This is true,” she mutters, distracted.“Do you think it’s bad if I hold out until Monday? I mean… who knows, we might not even hit it off and it won’t matter anyway.”“Again, true.”I blow out a deflated breath as I turn a full circle, looking at the dresses on the racks. “I’ve got to find a date dress and there is literally nothing anywhere.” I sigh.“Hmm, look at that little dress shop near the coffee place
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“Mile high club,” she whispers.“Damn it, I should have brought my brother’s jet and we could have joined that club for real.”She cringes. “Your brother has a jet?”“Yeah, I would normally take it, but then if I told him I was taking a girl somewhere it would have become a thing.”“A thing?” She frowns.“They would all want to meet you.”“Who’s all?” she asks.“My brother Joshua. His wife Natasha. Then Murph, although Adrian is his real name.”“Oh good, don’t tell them anything. I don’t want to meet them.”I frown. “What’s wrong with my family? Why wouldn’t you want to meet them?”I’m horrified. She should want to meet my family. Most girls would cut their right arm off to meet them.“Well, we’re not like that, are we?” she says casually.“Well… we could be,” I stammer.She grins as she picks up my hand and kisses the back of it. “Cam, it’s fine. You don’t have to pretend this is something it isn’t. I’m not.”I stare at her for a moment as my brain freezes. Is she using fucking rever
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Hearing her call me baby sets me into overdrive and I start to slam her onto me without thinking about the consequences.“Ahh,” she cries out.We get into a rhythm and I watch her perspiring breasts bounce up and down as she rides me. What a beautiful fucking sight. I can feel every muscle deep inside of her. This tight thing she has going on is driving me wild.“Cam, I’m going to come. I can’t hold it, baby,” she whimpers.That’s my green light. I can go. I start to lift and really hit her hard, and she screams out as her orgasm rips through her. I lift her at a racer’s pace, and holy fuck, I can’t get deep enough.I can’t get close enough.I want more, so much more.The orgasm rips though me and I cry out. For the first time in my life I actually come inside of a woman…and it’s perfect. Just like she is.“What will it be?” The bartender asks.“Bloss?” I ask.“Erm...” She peruses the cocktail menu. “I’ll have a Margarita, please.”“And I’ll have a Blue Label Scotch on the rocks.”I s
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A frown crosses Cameron’s face as he sums up the situation.“Cameron and I are old friends, Andrew. No need to be snarky. Now, if you don’t mind leaving us to it...” I turn back to my drink. I don’t need his shit tonight. Why the hell is he here?“Yes. I do mind, actually. Why haven’t you returned my calls.”“Listen, mate, I don’t know what your problem is…” Cameron starts.“My problem is that my mother has cancer and she wants to see Ashley before she dies, but Ashley has gone missing and isn’t replying to any of my messages.”My face falls in horror. “Oh, Andrew, I’m so sorry. I thought you were messaging me about us.”“No.” He screws up his face.“I’m taking it you are the ex?” Cameron asks.“Ex fiancé,” Andrew snaps, annoyed.Cameron’s eyes meet mine and I swallow the lump in my throat. “Andrew, is it alright if I come and see her tomorrow?” I ask as I turn to Andrew.His eyes hold mine for a moment. “Tomorrow isn’t a good day.”“When is a good day?”He shrugs. “I’ll let you know.
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“Really?” I frown. Jeez.He shakes his head. “Nope. I’ve had to be too gentle with you so far.”I widen my eyes. “Hasn’t felt very gentle.”“It has been.” His dark eyes drop to my lips and I feel the alcohol start to heat my body.“How rough can it get?” I whisper.“Rough.” His hand goes under the table and he slides it up my thigh, trailing beneath my dress. He slips his finger into the side of my panties, and slides it though my flesh.My eyes close. Jesus. Public place, hot man, inebriated, and getting fingered in public. What fucking next?“I haven’t introduced you to my kink yet.” He smiles as he slides a finger in, and I clench in appreciation.“What would that be?” I whisper as his fingers gently probe my lips.“Public fucking and bondage.”He pushes another finger in and I clench. “Does this count as an initiation?” I breathe.I start to feel my body pulse as his fingers work my flesh.“Maybe,” he breathes, and his eyes begin to glaze over. He gets this look in his eye when he
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He gets up and goes to the mini bar before he turns and hands a bottle of water to me. Then he goes to the bathroom.I nearly drink the whole bottle in one go. This is taking dehydration to a new level.He returns with new enthusiasm. “I know what we can do today.” He smiles excitedly as he stands there, butt naked.“You do?” I frown. Oh God, please don’t let it be jumping out of a plane or some extreme bullshit. “What’s that?”He points at me. “We’re going to go out to breakfast and then I am taking you to the New York Library.”“Huh?”He widens his eyes in excitement and turns the television on. “Do you want a cup of tea?” he asks chirpily.I watch him for a moment. He’s super energised while I feel like a complete train wreck.“You weren’t tipping those drinks of yours into pot plants last night, were you?” I ask dryly.He laughs and crawls over the bed on his hands and knees to pin me beneath him. “Not feeling so good today, huh?”I shake my head. “No.”“You shouldn’t have drunk s
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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
