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Chapter Sixty Five
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I yank the covers over my head, letting the darkness swallow me whole and shutting my eyes tight. But sleep wouldn’t come. “Argh.” I groan, tossing it back and giving up, when the sheep I tried conjuring in my mind turned into something else. I turn, glaring at the other side of the bed. His side of the bed. He was supposed to have come in while I was asleep, tucking me into his arms. Technically, I haven’t slept since dinner time, but I had my eyes closed for over twenty minutes at some point, hoping sleep would come. Where was he? Did he have somewhere so important to be that he couldn’t come to say goodnight? I purse my lips, furious and…furious. “Oh well,” I cross my arms. “I’m not going to let him get into my head.” He was already in my head and under my skin and in my thoughts, so I was lying to myself. I try again, pulling the covers higher, and curling onto my side, forcing my breathing to slow. I count to a hundred. Then two hundred. It doesn’t matter. The sheets sti
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I feel like the outside, pacing around my room, while the Hawthorne brothers have their “secret” meeting in an office downstairs that just so happens to have a soundproof door. I know because I was all but hugging the door, trying to get even a bit of what they were talking about, when it suddenly opened and I crashed to the floor. Julian tried to pretend like he hadn’t known I was behind it, but he wasn’t able to hold back his laughter. Adrian’s stern voice had set him right, but my butt—right where I landed, because it was too sudden to break my fall—was still throbbing faintly. I run a hand down my side too, because it took part of the brunt of the fall. “I deserve some kind of compensation, don’t I?” I huff aloud, planting my hands on my hips. “I should march down there and knock on the door. I got hurt, so I at least deserve to know what they were keeping all hush-hush.”I purse my lips tightly, as the words replay in my head. They don’t sound convincing at all. I mean, I did
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The last pancake doesn’t survive. It ends up on the floor, and when we finally discover that one of us—or both of us—pushed the plate to the floor, it’s a scene of broken ceramic, some of the tiny chips embedded into the slice. “Step back,” Adrian says, putting a hand out to stop me from getting any closer as I jump off the island’s surface. “You’re going to hurt yourself.” “Pfft,” I blow a breath, folding my arms. “I’m not a child, Adrian. I know that getting closer to broken, sharp objects, especially when I have nothing on my feet, is stupid.” He nods, walking over to the sink to grab one of the napkins hanging on a rack. He picks up the dustpan, his head snapping in my direction when I shuffle away from the mess. “Alina…” “I told you,” I insist. “I’m careful. And smart.” He sighs. “Maybe you should leave the kitchen. You can stand outside the door, in the hallway.” I frown, my arms tighter. “Really?” I tilt my chin, a tiny bit annoyed that he keeps herding me. I move,
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Adrian’s mouth captures mine, and the kiss is nothing like the soft brush of lips I just gave him. His tongue slides in, and his hands grip my waist, lifting me in one smooth motion. He sets me on the cool surface of the kitchen island. My legs part automatically as he steps between them, his dick pressing against the softest part of me through our clothes.He breaks the kiss only long enough to reach for the plate of pancakes. A smirk tugs at his lips as he tears a piece free with his fingers and holds it to my mouth.“Open.”“Food?” I frown. “I’m not hungry.”“Yes, you are,” he insists gently and my stomach grumbles softly, as if agreeing with him. I glance downward, scowling at my stomach while he chuckles. “I’m not going to fuck you while you’re hungry, Alina. So you can open your mouth now, and have my mouth between your legs when you’re done.”That’s the only prompting I need to open my mouth. The pancake is warm, fluffy, and perfect, but the real heat comes when I close my l
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“You know…” A smile tugs on my lips as I walk into the kitchen, watching Adrian flip a perfectly done pancake like he’d been cooking his entire life. Like he worked in a restaurant for years. “Hmm?” He rescues me, when my gaze wanders and my thoughts stray from whatever I was going to say, to his bare chest and his muscles and his mouth-watering, genetically appealing, sculpted abs. “Alina?”I shake my head, grabbing my thoughts before it flies off the train. “Nothing. It’s just, you look homely in your sweats, barefoot, making breakfast for me.”“You sound more surprised that I’m making breakfast for you.”I shrug, perching by the island. It doesn’t surprise me that he could tell what I was thinking. “Lucien and Julian. I thought you’d be out there with them, hunting down the bad guys. But you’re here, with me. I don’t…” I lift my palms in a helpless gesture. “I don’t know what to make of it.”He plates the pancakes, then pours batter on the pan in a perfect circle, before turning t
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I can still see them through the rearview mirror, going as fast I can. Julian’s on the phone, his phone calm, but his face has gone pale. “…we’re going to shake them loose,” he’s telling the person at the other end of the phone. Adrian. It has to be him. I shouldn’t have left the safe house. What was I thinking, that they weren’t waiting for us on the outside? “Yes.” Julian says tensely. “Yes…okay. We’ll do that…fifteen minutes. But we should be able to make it in ten. Or five.”The call ends. “Adrian?” I ask. My palms are sweaty, my heart is racing so fast it feels like any sudden move, and it’ll jump out of my chest. And my pulse is roaring through my head. The call ends.“Adrian?” I ask, my voice quieter than I intend, my palms damp against the steering wheel as my heart pounds so violently it feels like it’s trying to claw its way out of my chest.“Yes,” Julian answers without taking his eyes off the rearview mirror. “Take the next right.”I do exactly as he says, turning so
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“Was that all it took?” I’m still pinned underneath Adrian, and I’m not sure if I’m breathing anymore. He’s so close that every inhale feels like taking in a lungful of him. His eyes twinkle as he clicks his tongue. “Perhaps I should’ve tried this a long time ago. It would’ve saved me the troub
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A black, sleek Mercedes car. Of course. Adrian Hawthorne, one of New York’s finest and wealthiest heirs, wouldn’t choose anything less. The car I rode in when he took me from the auction house was more expensive, with plush leather chairs that melted my bones as I touched them. I’d forgott
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I’m tongue-tied. “I—” I stammer for the first second, unable to look at him. “It was a mistake.” A genuine one. And it wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t said we should sleep in the same bed. “It won’t happen again,” I tell him, lifting my head to face him. “As long as I have my own
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The sun is shining directly in my face when I wake up the next morning. Not wake up, actually. I open my eyes to the bright, stinging light from the drapes drawn open, grab the pillow, and slam it over my head like WWE. I used to watch it when I was younger, after my mother died. I thought if
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