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“He’s using you like he used me,” she spit the words out.

“And I’m using his big D energy.” I felt Elias’s body relax. “And by D, I mean Doctor.”

Maren looked flustered, unable to understand why her barbs weren’t hitting. I didn’t quite know how to explain it to her in a way that her emotionally punybrain could understand—but we, Elias and I, were past other people interfering in our relationship.

Maren walked back from whence she came, and Elias took a seat next to me.

“How did that feel?” he asked.

I gave a careless shrug. “Like nothing.” I beamed at him. “Guess what, I made reservations at Aerlume.”

“You’re amazing, you know that?” He looked at me like I was special and I had to say that felt good—really, really good.

“Because I made reservations at your favorite restaurant?”

He grinned. “Please, you’re the one who’s addicted to their Spanish octopus.”

“You’re the one who’s crazy about their halibut,” I retorted, draining my drink.

That night, when we lay in bed in his sterile apartment, he stroked my back. “I felt like that, too,” he murmured.

“Like what?”

“Like she meant nothing—because I didn’t feel anything when Cabrera told me she was fired. I just didn’t care. So, I understand when you say you feel nothing for her.”

I raised my face so I could look at him. “You can’t bring up your ex right after we had monkey sex.”

He looked at me, his blue eyes filled with love and affection. “How about if it’s normal sex?”

Ilifted a shoulder and let it drop. “Enh, then I guess you can.”

“Sometimes”—his eyes filled with tears—“I can’t believe I have you.”

I kissed his lips. “We have each other.”

“Thank God!”

“I think it’s you we have to thank, Eli.” I moved so I was straddling him. “If you hadn’t come to Mexico…if you hadn’t had the courage to fight for us…but you did, and here we are. Now, let’s let the past go and try monkey sex again.”

He put his hands on my hips and moved me off his body. “Sorry, Gigi, I got surgery at five tomorrow. I need some sleep.”

I lay on my back, shaking my head. “This is what happens. You live together, and sex goes out of the window.”

He moved so fast that he made my head spin, and then he was on top of me, inside me, with me.

He flexed his hips and moved inside me. “What did you say about what was going out the window?”

I wrapped my arms around him, and my legs draped across his hips. “I love you, Elias Graham, so, so much.”

He kissed my nose. “I love you, Gigi. But we really need to stop having sex after midnight when I have a five am call.”

It was a fast fuck, but it was my second orgasm of the night, so I didn’t complain.

CHAPTER 35

Elias

She was charting. Head down, hair tucked behind one ear, the tip of her pen tapping against the counter. Focused. Unaware that I was about to completely derail her afternoon.

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