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Her taste…

The thought of never having her again was ruining me.

Louis noticed my reaction, and a look of warning appeared in his eyes. He thought I was admiring her a little too much in front of Xavier.

“Well done, Xavier.” I threw in a smile. “Good choice on the gown.”

Louis continued to glare at me. “I’ll go and show Emily where she’ll be performing.”

We waited until he was out of earshot before speaking.

“She looks stunning, Xavier,” I said.

He smirked. “She’s not wearing any panties.”

“Did you have to fucking tell me that?”

“Thought you might like access to her clit.” He bit his lip suggestively.

I got hard before I could stop myself. With all the blood rushing down there, my brain failed to reply with a witty repertoire. I was literally stunned into silence by her beauty.

Xavier waved down at her. “She’s excited to play.”

Emily gave us a dazzling smile.

How the hell could I be in the same vicinity as Emily now? Not touching her was going to be nearly impossible. “I may not stay…”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Anyway, Louis wants you here.”

“Louis secretly hates me.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“I’m the gatekeeper who holds the golden key.”

Xavier rubbed his hand up and down my back to comfort me. “James…”

I kept my focus on the ocean. The words I’d practiced saying running through my mind. I had tried to find the right ones that would end us with compassion. “I’ve been thinking, Xavier.”

“I want to show you something.”

He walked away and I watched my opportunity to have that chat disappear. Following Xavier, I crossed the living room and went down a hallway, bracing for the onslaught of gaudy décor. That family had Louis contained in a shiny cage.

Xavier led me through a doorway into a library that would make any scholar envious—it was filled with books collected over a lifetime.

I caught up with Xavier. “Louis suspects there’s something going on.”

“With you and me?”

“Me and Em.”

“I’m okay with that.”

“I’m not, Xavier. I’m trying to project normality.”

“Don’t take everything so seriously.”

“Unlike you?”