My lips were swollen, my body hot—gods, I needed more. But where the fuck did he go?“Matthew!” I called.He was at the door, his broad frame blocking it like a wall, talking to a man I didn’t recognize.“What do you think you’re doing, Matthew?” the man’s voice was low, gravelly.“Mind your own business, Carlos,” Matthew growled, that dangerous edge in his tone sending a shiver through me.“You think I don’t know who you’ve got in there?”So… he knew me? I swayed toward the doorway, pushing it open. Matthew tried to pull me back, but I shook him off.“I can stand,” I snapped. Then, with all the condescension I could muster, I looked Carlos dead in the eye. “We’re in the middle of something here asshole, so maybe… fuck off.”Matthew chuckled, but Carlos just glared harder.“And do you know who you’re in the middle of something with, Miss Patel?”Why does everyone know my name?“It’s Matthew,” I said, rolling my eyes.“Matthew Foster,” he clarified, like I’d just missed the punchline.
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