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His words nearly undid her, and she bit the inside of her cheek to keep from falling over the cliff. “Please,” she begged, needing to feel him come too.

“Just a little longer,” he said between grunts.

His cock dragged in and out of her as he thrust his hips furiously. The sounds of their bodies coming together echoed in the large bedroom, and Rylee thought it sounded like music. She felt him tense inside her and knew it wouldn’t be long. He gave three more harsh thrusts and reached for one of her nipples.

“Now,” he said, his jaw clenched.

As she felt her pussy begin to quiver, he pinched her nipple harshly and she let out a startled cry of pain that quickly morphed to pleasure as the orgasm washed over her. It rolled through her system in multiple waves, and she could feel his cock jerking inside her as he gave in to his own release.

He was breathing heavily as he eased down on her and buried his face in her neck. She sucked in gulping breaths of her own as they lay together in a heap. Not moving his head, he reached above her and undid the restraints, freeing her arms.

She brought them down and dragged her fingers up and down his sweat soaked back, pressing kisses to his hair.

“I love you,” he murmured when he finally lifted his head.

“I love you,” she said. “And I’m glad you came back.”

Memphis smiled as he rolled off her. “Me too, Ace. How do you feel about coming to Phoenix with me in the morning?”

Rylee shrugged. “I could do that. I need to smooth things over with my mom, anyway. She’s not thrilled with me right now.”

“What about Carla?” he asked as he stepped into the bathroom.

“She’ll either find something to do or go home.”

Memphis came back to the bed and laid next to her. “She could come with us if she wants to.”

Rylee shrugged. “It’s up to her. I’m sure she has to go back to work soon.”

Memphis kissed her. “OK. It’s up to you. I need to be back in Phoenix by nine, so we’ll have to get up early to get back and get you settled somewhere in time.”

Rylee rolled closer to him and laid her head against his chest. “I’ll call Carla in a little while.”

“Speaking of calls. I clearly need to have a talk with Jeremy, and it could get ugly. I should step into my office.”

Rylee pressed a hand into his shoulder when he started to sit up. “Wait. Can you confront him tomorrow? I’d like to be there.”

Memphis nudged her away from him and sat up. “Why? You don’t need to be there for that? I intend to get to the bottom of whatever is going on. I don’t understand why he’s explicitly going against my orders. He’ll tell me it’s because it’s his job to look out for me, but he’s never done anything like this before.”

Rylee sat and picked up a pillow, hugging it to her. “That’s exactly why I want to be there. You know I’m good at reading people. Maybe I can pick up on something you wouldn’t.”

Memphis cocked his head to one side. “I don’t love the idea, but I also see the good in it. It gives me another idea too. I’m interviewing staff after they’ve been polygraphed. If I have you in another room watching and listening on a secure feed would you be able to read people or do you need to be in the same room?”

Rylee wrinkled her forehead. “Those are so easy to beat, Memphis.”

He laughed. “For you and certain types of people, perhaps. But Janet from accounting isn’t going to have the expert knowledge needed to affect the results of a lie detector, Ace.”

Rylee shrugged. “You would be surprised at just how resourceful people are.”

Memphis tugged the pillow away from her and tossed it aside. “Believe me, I’m well aware. Now, if you’re telling me I should wait until tomorrow to confront Jeremy, then come here and let me hold you. You’ve had a long day. We should get some sleep.”

Rylee nodded and snuggled closer to him. Her mind began to wander in a million different directions as his arms engulfed her. As happy as she was that he didn’t want her to sign a prenup before he’d even proposed, she couldn’t help but feel like leaving Vegas was going to change the tenor of their relationship and it would be difficult to achieve such a cozy existence when they left. She counted the days since she’d landed in Vegas. It was a small number, and it brought a smile to her face.

Until she thought about the exact dates.

“Fuck,” she said, bolting upright. “Where’s my phone?”

Memphis sat up, looking confused.

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