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as my eyes heavily shut down their lids.

“ When you recover or discover something that nourishes your soul and bring joy, care enough about yourself to make room for it in your life.”
    - Jean Shinoda Bolen
     

7
     
         I could feel the heat of the sun starting to scorch my back. I groaned and tried to rollover to my other side but my hand was tucked somewhere. Bass was still holding my hand.
         Slightly opening my dreary eyes I immediately squinted at the bright surroundings.
          I shifted a bit and I heard Bass grunt something as he started to wake up.
         “Good morning sunshine.”
         “Good morning…” I said in between yawns then stilled. Shit, what time is it?
         “Oh my God, I have to get back!” I got up and hunted my purse down. When I got to it, I fished out my phone. Carter and Lindsey called a few times each and there were a few messages from both of them. Ignoring Carter’s messages, I scrolled to read Lindsey’s.
         Lindsey Mason: Em, I have to get back to SB. Sorry, this was unexpected. Could you get a ride from the girls? Thanks babe.
         Oh, no way.
         Why did she have to leave so soon? Wasn’t this her bright idea to begin with?
         No, no, no, no, no!
         I was not going to ride back home with the girls. I honestly didn’t feel like being interrogated by them. This totally sucked.
         “Is everything alright, Em?” Bass sat up from the lounger and scrambled to his feet.
         “I, um…” My voice trailed off as I watched in total fascination as he stretched his body. His black shirt lifted up and showed some of his famous abs with his faded jeans hanging low on his hips.
         I licked my lips as I stared.
        Why does he have to be so… hella sexy?
         “ Yes, Emma? ” Bass caught me admiring him and now he was teasing the heck out of me.
         Blushing and a tad mortified, I excused myself to the bathroom.
         Once inside, I looked around and realized I hadn’t had a clue where the bathroom was. I quickly turned around to look for Bass but he was right behind me—with a massive smile on his face.
         ”Where is the bathroom?” I reddened a little more as I asked the question.
         “Come here,” he pulled me towards him and gave me a hug, enveloping me in his large muscled body.
          OH. MY. WORD!
          My senses were on full alert, I inhaled the very scent of him, and boy doesn’t he just smell fantastic!
          He pulled back a little and looked at me, our faces mere inches away.
         “You know you look even more beautiful when you blush like that?” Bass whispered.
         The cat got my tongue.
         My mind went blank and all I could see was Bass and amazing eyes, dilated and very much engaged at me.
         Compelling me…
         Calling me…
         I snaked my tongue out to wet my dry lips and his eyes zeroed in on them. He pulled my face a little closer and I closed my eyes readying for his kiss—but his lips landed on my jaw and he nuzzled his nose all the way to my ears. He then whispered to me, “You’re not ready for my kiss yet, my darling Emma. And when I do kiss you —I will be the only one you can think of, the only one that can possess you and no one else. You, Madam, certainly are not ready for that kind of possession.”
         His words weighed heavy inside me. Bass was right, I wasn’t ready and I appreciated him being noble about it. Because if he chose to kiss me, I wouldn’t have pulled away and I might’ve ended up regretting it later on. He’s merely a stranger and yet he respected me.
         He’s simply remarkable.
         Bass kissed my forehead and squeezed me tightly. “Go freshen up while I make us some breakfast. Take two lefts and the bathroom is on the right. See you in a bit.” With another kiss on my head, he strolled towards his enormous stainless steel