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repeat that a little louder, babe?”
    “Is that a no?”
    “That. Is. A.
Fucking. No.”
    Abriella flashed a
wicked grin. “You’re so jealous.”
    He was.
    He was damned
awful.
    “You love it.”
    Abriella’s smile
fell. Tommas’ frustration skyrocketed at the sight. All it took was one word
for his girl’s walls to climb back up high.
    In typical Abriella
fashion, she went for a deflection. Tommas decided to let her.
    “You weren’t the
only one who lied tonight,” Abriella said.
    “Oh?”
    “No. I didn’t
actually sneak out. Joel’s been in his office for a couple of days. He barely
comes out of it. I don’t know what is up with him, and he’s not that important
anyway.”
    “Hey,” Tommas said
quickly, quieting Abriella instantly. “Don’t underestimate your brother. Too
many other people have done exactly that and they’ve ended up in a grave
because of it, Ella. Joel is an asshole, but he is not a stupid man.”
    Abriella tipped
her chin down. “Sorry. You’re right. I just meant that he’s not important to us
right now, Tommy.”
    Tommas disagreed
entirely. Joel was the one and only reason why Tommas couldn’t have Abriella in
every possible way that he wanted to have her. Joel was the one thing keeping
Tommas from everything that mattered in his life. Joel was the road block to
the highest seat in the family and the wall keeping Abriella’s heart locked up
tight.
    Joel was the
problem.
    Abriella didn’t
understand just how much her brother was really in the way.  Regardless of
Tommas’ thoughts about Joel, he wouldn’t argue with Abriella about her feelings
on her brother.
    “Keep talking,”
Tommas said.
    Abriella smiled.
“I was actually at Alessa’s to help her with the final plans for the baby
shower. It was late. Joel called over and said I might as well stay there.
Alessa helped me to sneak out.”
    “And you came
here.”
    “Yeah. So, I lied.
A little.”
    “I don’t mind.”
    Abriella rocked
into his groin, reminding Tommas of how damned hard and aching he was. “No, I
don’t suppose you do mind.”
    “Stop that. This
stage is awkward to fuck on. We learned that once, remember?”
    Her shiver was a
gift to him.
    “Take me home,”
she whispered.
    Tommas cupped her
face in his hands. “Yeah?”
    “Yeah, Tommy. I
want to go home with you. I want to sleep in our bed. I miss you.”
    Shit.
    Tommas didn’t know
how to deny Abriella when she said things like that.  He knew it was stupid as
hell and more dangerous than he could explain, but he just didn’t care. His bed
was fucking cold, and his sheets didn’t smell like her.
    That was worse
than anything else.
    “Go put your cup
on the bar. Meet me out in the parking lot. I’ll warm up the car.”
    Abriella’s face
lit up with happiness and a sexiness curved her lips. She trailed a hand down
his middle and grazed her fingertips across his erection straining the zipper
of his pants. A shot of heat and lust coursed through Tommas’ cock.
    “Quickly, right?”
she asked sweetly.
    “ God , yes.
Quickly, Ella.”
    Tommas helped a
laughing Abriella down from the stage. He pulled the car keys attached to the
auto start for his Mercedes from his pocket.
    “Grab my bag,” he
yelled over his shoulder.
    “Got it.”
    Tommas was already
half-way to the side of the club where a second exit door led straight into the
parking lot when he heard Abriella call for him to slow down. Pushing the door
open, he tossed his lover a wink over his shoulder. Abriella couldn’t run in
heels, and he told her that he wanted to get out of there.
    She would catch
up.
    The girl always
did.
    Pointing the car
starter as he opened the exit door, Tommas hit the ignition button to start his
vehicle at the other end of the parking lot. His foot barely hit the slush
covered pavement when he was blinded by light and heat. Tommas’ ears rang from
the level of the blast. His breath was gone the moment his back hit the
building and his head snapped