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“No.” I chuckle. “Mia Monroe.” It takes him only a second. “No shit?” “Yeah.” We each wait silently on the phone. He knew how close we were growing up. Which means he knows how much she meant to me. “Explain,” he says, finally. “What’s she been up to all this time? How does she look?…

I run my fingers over the crinkled paper, and smile as I remember the promise we’d made. It all started because of this very magazine. I’d found it at my babysitter’s house, and loved it because it had a purple wedding dress on the cover. I never understood why brides always wore white and thought…

Dinner is a baked chicken breast with grilled vegetables. Collins looks at it for a moment as if he’s psyching himself up for it, and then picks up his silverware and starts cutting the chicken into pieces. “When did you start liking poultry?” I ask as I cut into my own. I’ll eat almost anything,…

He slides his hand around mine, as if we’re still little kids, only now his hand is much larger, and my fingers and palm are swallowed by his firm grip. It feels completely natural, him taking my hand, and I follow him to the front hall where he effortlessly lifts my suitcase and pulls it…

A wife and a son…who would have thought? A lazy smile tugs at my mouth as I watch her carry him down the hall toward his bedroom. I am one lucky son of a bitch. *** Book 4 Chapter One Collins I can’t seem to ejaculate lately. It isn’t from lack of effort on my…

“Sure,” she says. “But only if you have something a bit less manly than whatever that is.” She waves her hand at the glass of amber-colored liquor. “I think I can make that happen.” I head to the small bar in the corner of the room, and pour some vodka into a glass, then reach…

“So, I’m sorry,” Tatianna interrupts, “who did you say you were?” “Mia was my best friend growing up,” I answer for her, not liking Tatianna’s tone. “Yes. We were pretty much inseparable until we were fifteen.” “What happened when you were fifteen?” Tatianna asks, not knowing the minefield she’s walking into. My eyes lock on…

Pace and I spent most of dinner discussing which areas we would like to live and the features of our new dream home. “Do you remember that night at the gala?” I ask, once we’re back inside of yet another limo, this one taking us to our hotel for the night. Pace’s deep blue eyes…

His warm breath comes in fast pants against my ear and I close my eyes, loving the feel of his body enveloping mine. We’re as close as two people can possibly be. Wrapping both arms around me, he pumps into me several more times before finally finding his release. He comes with a low groan,…

I grin back at him, unable to help the bubble of laughter that escapes me. “Sorry. I guess I’m just excited to be alone – just us.” “Me too. But you don’t have to strip me naked and ride me in the limo, we have the whole night ahead of us.” While I lean back…