hours.
When we heard the back door click closed, I asked Kane, “What was that all about?”
“The date?”
“Yeah.”
“You got me. Charlie has never once even hinted she might be interested in a man before.”
“She doesn’t want to go. I could feel her apprehension.” I walked behind the bar and poured myself a Diet Coke. Some conversations couldn’t be held without caffeine.
“Then she shouldn’t go. Dammit. I wonder if this has anything to do with the ex-girlfriend being plastered on every tabloid from here to China.”
“It could.” Stranger things had happened. “But I don’t think so. Charlie isn’t the jealous type. More like a love ‘em and leave ‘em kinda girl.”
He held his hands up in surrender. “Then I got nothing.”
“Me neither.”
“Hey,” I said. “Did you check on Pyper?”
He nodded. “Yeah. She’s fine. Totally normal. Doesn’t know anything about what happened last night.”
“Well, that’s something at least. Though, we still don’t know who or what invaded your dream last night.”
Kane shrugged. “True. But if it becomes a problem, we’ll figure it out then.” He grabbed my hand and stroked my thumb and forefinger while I sipped my drink. The place was quiet, and I didn’t want to get on with the day. Life was so much simpler when I only had a house ghost to worry about. My mind fixated on the word “ghost,” and I grabbed Kane’s hand. “Come on.”
He didn’t budge. “To where?”
“Upstairs. There’s something I need from my apartment.”
That pulled a cocky grin from him. “Something you need?”
“Yeah, perv. Now get up and help me.”
His smile fell. “Is this going to be heavy?”
“No.”
“Good. Then why do you need me?” Kane leaned in and nuzzled my neck.
“I just do.” I shivered from the delightful tingle he sent all the way to my toes.
“Hmm, you just want me.”
“No argument,” I said, slightly breathless. “Now get on your feet, or I’m leaving you here to fend for yourself.”
He stood, and I couldn’t resist teasing him as I ran my hand lightly up his chest.
His eyes smoldered, drinking me in. Then, before I could initiate anything else, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the club into the back hall. We took the stairs two at a time, both of us wanting to be alone for just a moment or two. The club wasn’t private enough.
When we were on the third flight of stairs, Kane turned and whisked me up into his arms, carrying me the last few steps. We didn’t even make it inside before he was tugging my shirt up. But I was no better as I reached for his belt buckle. My time in the shadows had left my body charged with need, and I wanted him badly.
After I got his jeans open, I slid my hand down, nearly matching his groan as my hand glided over his velvet shaft. “I want you inside me. Right now.”
That was all he needed. A second later, he reached under my skirt and tore my panties in half right there in the hallway.
“Oh, God,” I said as he gripped my bottom, lifting me up. My legs wrapped around him and in one hard thrust, we joined in a frenzy of desperation. He was so long and hot and perfect. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I joined him stroke for stroke, matching his frantic pace.
“You feel so good,” Kane mumbled into my neck, his lips brushing over my too-sensitive skin.
In answer, I tightened myself around him and moaned.
His breathing quickened as he slammed into me harder, his shoulder muscles rippling with effort under my clutching hands.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes. More.”
My words fueled his already out-of-control lovemaking and his grip tightened on my bare bottom hard enough that I knew he’d leave marks. “I want to feel you shuddering around me, Jade. Now.” Then he bit down roughly on the place where my neck met my shoulder.
I cried out as my release came hard and fast, every inch of me trembling with pleasure. Kane held still, shaking with his own
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