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brought on by the sexiness her husband exuded by simply standing there. His handsome teeth, resembling ivory, were lined up like tall soldiers. She could tell that lustful considerations were brewing behind the smoldering look he gave her. As he stood taking her in, he never said a word.
    â€œWanna join me?” Pearson curled her finger, inviting him in.
    Niles sauntered over, crouched at the edge of the tub and pushed his tongue into Pearson’s mouth. She put wet arms around him, pulling him in and soaking his clothes.
    When they managed to pull themselves apart, Niles answered breathlessly, “I wish I could.” He looked at his watch. “But that would make us very late.”
    Pearson scrunched her brows. “What time is it?”
    â€œA little after five.”
    Pearson jumped up, splashing water all over Niles.
    â€œWhoa!” he said, stepping back.
    â€œOh my goodness!” she said, grabbing her cloth and soap. More than two hours had passed. Her fingers had shriveled like raisins and she shook her head. Quickly, she washed in the cool water, toweled off, and ran to the adjacent room, which she had turned into a huge walk-in closet. She had wanted to run out to her favorite boutique and find a cute shirt to wear, but it was too late for that. She threw on a mocha-colored knit dress that stopped just before her knees and then double wrapped a long silk, leopard print scarf around her neck.
    By the time she emerged from her dressing room, Niles was just making it out of the shower. Nadalia’s Holiday Pot Luck dinner was starting in less than an hour and Pearson hadn’t cooked a thing.
    â€œWhat are we bringing?” Niles asked as he buttoned his crisp yellow shirt.
    â€œI was just thinking about that.”
    Niles dropped his hands to his side, looking puzzled. “I thought you were making that delicious pasta with the shrimp scampi sauce.”
    â€œYeah…well…a thing happened and now that dish is not going to happen.” As she slipped a sizable pair of pearls into her ears, she said. “I’ll call DiMaggio’s and ask for a pan of pasta.”
    Niles raised his brows like he didn’t think that was a good idea.
    â€œI know it’s out of the way, but it’s my only option right now.”
    â€œWhat happened to…you know what? Never mind.”
    Pearson was glad that Niles thought better of asking her why she hadn’t made the dish. She didn’t want to answer him anyway.
    â€œI’ll grab a bottle of wine out of our reserve. That will be one less stop we’ll have to make. We shouldn’t be too late.”
    Pearson walked over to Niles as he adjusted his cuff links and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips. “I appreciate you.” She meant it. Besides her father, Niles had been the only one who genuinely showed her love, satisfying some of the voids that her mother left when she shipped her off to boarding school.
    After her father’s death, Candice treated Pearson more like a bothersome roommate than a daughter. She still craved Candice’s devotion, but soon learned how to fill her empty places with vices that made her longings fade away.
    â€œHow about you show me how much when we get back from Sage and Nadalia’s tonight,” he said, slipping his arm around the small of her back.
    â€œI guess I could do that.” She pulled away. “Now come on.”
    As Pearson stepped into her shoes, she felt Niles looking at her. When she turned toward him, she drew in a deep breath. He wore a pensive look and his lips were twisted.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œCould you please take it easy tonight?”
    Pearson cut her eyes, grabbed her purse and walked out the room. Just like that, he had caused the edge that she’d managed to wash down the drain to return and cling to her like slime. If she got drunk tonight, it would be his fault for annoying her.

Chapter 13
    Nadalia
    Nadalia ordered the lead