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“Princess, I slid into your perfect pussy, for the first time in my life bare, and felt everything you gave me. Not to mention, having the taste of you on my tongue. Let me have this.”

She blows out a breath, her eyes glimmering. “Okay, you can be cocky.”

My dick twitches and she jerks. “You can’t be ready again.”

“My sexy as fuck girlfriend is in my arms naked, can’t blame me.”

She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and swivels her hips. “I could say the same thing.”

“You saying you’re ready for more?”

She nods shyly and my blood rushes straight to my dick as I lower my mouth to hers.

“We’re just getting started.”

13

WILLOW

Don’t throw up,I repeat, swallowing the anxiety and nerves winding their way up my throat.

As if she senses my anguish, my phone flashes with a call from Bex.

“Hey.”

“If you wait ten minutes, I’ll be there.”

“You can’t leave work.”

“Abe said that if you needed anything today, I am free to help.”

“He probably meant if I needed anything medically.”

“He meant mentally, spiritually, medically—whatever.”

“I have to do this myself.”

“You can do it, but I’ll be your moral support.”

I smile, my nerves easing. “It’ll be okay. And if it’s not, then I’ll send an SOS and you can ply me with booze to help heal my broken heart.”

“Jesus with the theatrics. Talon has kept you locked away for two days and is completely crazy over you. This is not the end of your relationship.”

I gnaw on my lips, staring at the building in front of me.

Rendezvous.

One of the hottest salons in Nashville.

Frequented by local celebrities and stars.

The write-ups have gone viral and the wait to get a new client appointment is almost a year out.

Small business of the year…

And most importantly, owned by Rowan Ellis.

“Hello? Did you hear me?”

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