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his hand lower until it was right
over the soft lips at her center, then he stopped and leaned forward,
resting his head on her shoulder. “What do you want?”
    “Touch
me,” she whispered, her fingers curling behind her into the
fabric of his jeans. His cock jerked against her ass at the sound of
her demand and one of his fingers quickly pushed inside of her. He
rocked them softly, side to side, as his moved slowly inside of her,
then back out to cover her swelling bud.
    “Is
this what you want?” His finger moved in perfect rhythm over
the sensitive little bump and her legs began to shake under her. If
he hadn't been holding her around the waist, she knew she may have
just fallen to the kitchen floor. She nodded and arched her back,
pushing harder against his hand. Her moans got louder as he quickened
his pace and her hands pulled at him as she fought the urge to let
her legs give out. Then, just like that, he pulled his hand out
before giving her exactly what she needed.

Chapter
Seven

Morgan
pushed the hair out of her face and turned around to face the man
who'd just clearly teased the hell out of her. “Seriously?
You're eating pizza like that didn't just happen?” He was
already two bites into her slice of pizza, the piece she'd laid in
the box before he'd made his move.
    “I
needed a little...motivation...” He gave her a sly grin and
raised an eyebrow, then took another bite.
    Morgan's
mouth fell open. “For what?” What could he possibly need
motivation for? She quickly realized that it wasn't for him, but for
her.
    “So
you'll tell me what's going on,” he answered her calmly. “Oh,
don't look at me like that. I've caught you talking to yourself more
than once and you didn't sound happy.” Morgan blushed with
embarrassment. She had no idea he'd ever heard her, but that meant
he'd probably heard the phone conversation too. “I read people,
Morgan and I can tell you're not the type to talk about things that
are bothering you, so...” he shrugged his shoulders, letting
her figure out the rest.
    “So
you're bribing me?” She raised a brow at him and grabbed a
slice of pizza, then leaned her elbows on the island. So much for
him not caring.
    “Kinda.”
    “You
don't want to hear it...it's...just drama.” Morgan sighed and
stood back up, then walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle
of water. He was still staring at her when she turned around.
“Really, it's nothing.”
    “No,
I do want to hear it,” Ian disagreed. He grabbed one of the
pizza boxes, then walked over to the couch and called her to sit down
with him. She actually laughed. Fine. If he wants to know and make
this whole visit awkward, then I'll tell him... or better... I'll
show him. Morgan walked right past the couch and into the
bedroom. A quick dig through her purse and she found what she was
looking for, then carried it back into the living room with her.
    “This.
This is my problem.” Morgan held the diamond ring in the palm
of her hand in front of Ian.
    His
brows came together as he slowly took another bite, and Morgan went
on to tell him the whole story. They both laughed at the Cedric and
Angelisms, but the mood grew a bit more serious when Morgan got to
the point of the ring, and who could have sent it. He didn't offer
any words right away, so Morgan sat back on the couch and enjoyed her
dinner as they both thought about all that she'd told him. When they
were done, Ian got up and cleared the table, then returned to the
living room and stood in front of Morgan.
    “Do
you love them? Any of them?” He crossed his arms over his
chest and smiled down at her. She nodded and looked away, as if in
deep thought about all of the men. Her head was still turned when
she answered.
    “I
do... but not enough for marriage.” Morgan turned back to his
direction and looked up at the smiling man. “And I haven't
spent enough time with any of them to even consider.... such... a
thing.” He put his hands out to her and she