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"She looks like she was happy when that picture was taken."

"She was. It was our birthday."

Both of us fall into silence. I can feel that he’s lost in his thoughts, and neither of us speaks anymore about it.

"Will you stay here with me tonight, Tessa?"

"Of course."

I had no plans to leave him anyway.

Chapter 29

Tessa

I've tortured Zane at every opportunity this week, and it's all worth it when he unleashes his frustration on my body.

Now it's Wednesday, and I've spent the past two nights with him inside me, finding new ways to make me scream his name over and over. But he's started to open up to me in our calmer moments. He sometimes even talks about his family and childhood, peeling back layers of himself and inviting me into his world. I've also fallen down the Zane Calloway rabbit hole into a labyrinth of emotions and accepted that being emotionally detached from him is impossible and that I'm ruined for the foreseeable future.

I have no choice but to face the irrefutable truth—he completely and hopelessly consumes me.

Laying curled up in his arms, I grab my book and start devouring the last few chapters of Jaxon and Emily's story. Meanwhile, he's lost in the pages ofBeneath a Scarlet Skyas we soak in the peace and calmness we find in one another.

Whatever this feeling is, I never want to let go of it.

I have no idea how much time passes or how many pages I turn. I'm so caught up in my book that I don't even notice how long Zane's body has been pressed into mine. I feel a shiver run down my spine as his lips graze the tender skin on my neck, causing goosebumps to appear and my eyes to close momentarily.

"How do you feel about being fucked in a car?"

When I realize he's been reading the page I'm on, I slowly turn my head, keeping my eyes glued on his, a knowing smile playing at the corners of my lips.

"Well, you've already gone downon me against a car, so we're halfway there."

"That was fuckinghot." Another kiss on my skin, behind my ear, sends a shudderthrough me.

"I'm sure you know that you could fuck me anywhere, though, and I'd be down for it," I add, his eyes dropping to my mouth. "But right now, I need to finish reading about Jaxon and his huge cock."

I return to my book, and he bursts out laughing, a sound I love—I mean, I like it a lot.

"Maybe when I'm done, you could let me sit on your huge cock."

He snatches the book from my grasp and carefully sets it on his nightstand, knowing how important it is to me that my books are handled like delicate little flowers. He draws my naked body flush against his as I crawl onto his lap, chests pushed together, and his hungry mouth presses against mine.

"Do you reallythinkyou can say thatand expect me to have even an ounce of patience?"

"Evidently not."

A giggle leaves my lips as his hands, powerful and strong, firmly grip my ass and pull me closer to his cock, which teasingly brushes against my clit.

His lips graze my collarbone, tracing a path with his tongue, and my hardened nipples brush against his chest. As the heat between us rises, his phone starts ringing.

"Ignore it," he sensually whispers as his lipsexplore my throat.

"It might be important." He releases a frustrated groan, leans back, and picks up his phone, and the name Callum appears on the screen.

"It isn't. It's just my brother." His warm breath returns to my chest, his tongue drawing gentle circles around my nipple, his whole attention on me and my body.

"You've never mentioned your brother before."

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