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who probably only had sex in the missionary position with the lights off. Or, at least I might have been able to if my underwear wasn’t currently in Gavin’s pocket and my body wasn’t feeling well-used – in a good way.
    “Howard.” Gavin gave Howard a charming smile. He leaned down and said something that I couldn’t quite make out.
    I just stood beside him and put on what I hoped was a tired smile. Gavin straightened and reached for me again. His palm pressed against my back.
    “We really must be going.”
    “But the night is so young.” Howard stood, his smile flashing all of his perfectly white teeth. “If the gala is boring you, Carrie, perhaps we should move the festivities to my penthouse suite. I’m sure you’ll find the accommodations quite... expansive.”
    I shook my head. “Thank you so much for the invitation, Mr. Weiss – Howard. Unfortunately, I do have to be up early in the morning, so I’ll have to decline.”
    “Surely Mimi doesn’t expect you to work on a Sunday,” Howard pressed.
    “Thank you, but I’m afraid that’s not the reason for my early morning.” That, at least, was true. This next part was a lie. “I have a paper for school that needs my attention. Columbia Law won’t take excuses.”
    “Ah, well, maybe next time.” He truly seemed disappointed.
    That made me uneasy. Why in the world would someone like Howard be so insistent that I, a virtual stranger, join him in his suite? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer to that question. Besides making things awkward with Mimi, who seemed to have a thing for Howard, it would also undoubtedly create tension between Gavin and Howard, and I didn’t want that. If Gavin felt the need to say something to Howard about the flirting, he could do it in his own time, without any pressure from me.
    “Perhaps.” I kept my answer vague. “Good night.”
    “And a good night to you as well, my dear,” Howard said.
    The pressure of Gavin’s hand turned me and we made our way through the crowd towards the lobby. His town car was waiting for us. I assumed he’d called while I’d been in the bathroom. Either that or his driver was psychic.
    I got in first, sliding to the middle of the seat as Gavin followed. His leg pressed against mine and I could feel the heat between the layers that separated us. He didn’t touch me anywhere else, but I could feel the electricity crackling between us. It was so intense, that I almost thought if I looked hard enough, I’d be able to see it. Sparks of yellow and orange and red, sparks of that white-blue that was almost too hot to look at.
    “What did you think of the gala?” he asked.
    I couldn’t believe his voice could be that casual. Couldn’t he feel the connection between us? I looked up at him. The moment our eyes met, I knew he felt it. He was just making small talk.
    “It was lovely,” I answered in a voice that didn’t sound like my own. I hoped his questions didn’t get any harder, because I wasn’t sure I’d be able to form anything more coherent than what I’d just said. The pressure of his leg against mine was sending little flares of heat licking across my nerves and reminding me of all the other places his touch had given me those same feelings.
    “Had you ever been to an auction before?”
    That was simple enough. I shook my head and hoped for more questions like that. My gaze traveled over his body, as if I couldn’t be this close to him and not look at him. And, of course, when I looked at him, I had to remember what we’d done tonight. The pleasure of his mouth on me. How he’d felt inside me, stretching and filling me. The low, possessive sound of his voice declaring that my body was his. I pressed my thighs together as they grew slick with my arousal.
    I didn’t recall talking about anything else, but I was pretty sure by the time we pulled up in front of my apartment building, Gavin and I had held an entire conversation.
    As the car came to a halt, I turned