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I nod and then walk to the door, realizing with horror that it wasn’t locked. Anyone could have come in and seen Everly’s face on my dick. Jesus Christ on a cracker.

“And you have fun on yours,” I say, even though I hope that any date he goes on is horrible. Just absolutely wretched.

The two of us stare at each other, the door remaining shut. I should open it and push him out, but I don’t. I just stare at him.

He’s so fucking hot. God made no mistakes when he created him.

“Fine,” he says, looking slightly defeated. “I will.”

“You should.”

Our eyes clash, and I suck in a breath, feeling my heartbeat triple just from how close he is.

And then without warning, Everly is on me, his lips crashing into mine, my back shoved up against the door with a small thump. His hands tangle in my hair, his tongue pressing into my mouth unbidden, and I let him. I let him kiss me. Let him devour my mouth as I clutch onto him for dear life.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

This is mind-melting, catastrophic, and I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I can feel his hard dick pressed against mine as he slashes his tongue in and out of my mouth, tangling with mine, warring with it. But the truth is, I’m not fighting this. Not at all. I’m just letting him plunder.

A soft whimper escapes me, and Everly lets out a low groan, his hips rocking up against my cock, making me shake.

There’s no way I could come again. Absolutely no way.

Right?

I don’t even know anymore. I can’t even think. I just stand there and let him lick and nip and bite at my mouth. And when he pulls my tongue between his lips and sucks, I feel my knees start to wobble.

The kiss is frantic, heady, and erotic. I never want it to end, I want him to kiss me for all eternity. But before I can suggest it, he pulls away, my lips chasing his as he goes.

Everly’s breathing heavily, his chest heaving as he grips my head in those strong hands. My lips feel swollen, and my entire body tingles from the pleasure of his mouth on mine.

“Right, Dr. Sinclair,” he says and then his fingers fall from me and run through his hair, trembling slightly. “Oh fuck.”

I swallow roughly, still tasting him on my tongue.

“Right. That’s what I was going to say. Have fun on your date.”

I can’t even nod, I just stand there, blocking the exit. If I move, I’ll fall over. I don’t want to go on this date. Not anymore. Not when the hottest man on Earth just kissed me. I can’t be expected to walk around with AlmondJoy now. There’s no way. I’ll be thinking of Everly the entire time.

“I should go,” he says and points to the door, but I can’t get my legs to work. They just wobble and shake. Everly seems to notice because he helps me slide to the side and props me up against the wall, his fingers lightly tracing over my swollen bottom lip before he sighs once more.

“Yeah, okay. I’m really gonna go now,” he says, and I just blink at him.

He sucked all my words out of my throat. I can’t find them. I may never speak again.

And just as they begin to bubble up, to ask him to kiss me again, to not leave, to break up with Garrett, bring me home and fuck me, he disappears out of my office. As if it never happened.

As if the kiss was just a figment of my imagination.

But it wasn’t. It so wasn’t.

The bruises on my lips suggest otherwise.

He kissed me, and I can’t forget it.

Chapter Ten

Silas

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