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parents, though. It’s different.
    But was it any different?   Those two people had raised her and she’d
disowned them without so much as an explanation.
    Easton stared out the window and the
sunlight glimmered on his hair, making him look like some kind of Trojan
warrior, or perhaps an angel.   Something that Michelangelo would have painted or sculpted.
    “Deal old Dad,” he murmured.   “This will be interesting.”
    “So you’ll see him, then?” she asked.
    He turned and looked at her.   “God help me, I think so.   I think he’s going to make me regret it
like he always does.”
    Kennedy smiled at him.   “We’ll get through it together.”
    But as Easton turned to look out the
window again, her smile faded.
    She felt scared, a pit opening in her
stomach.
    Something was coming and she didn’t know
if they were strong enough to handle it, whatever it was.

 
    ***

 
    Kennedy was out of the bathroom after
having taken a long, luxurious bath, and she was getting dressed in a new
outfit.
    Easton had taken her shopping—despite
her protestations—to a few of the high-end stores near his
townhouse.   He’d put all of the
purchases on his credit card, refusing to even consider for a moment that
Kennedy should pay for anything she’d bought.
    As she fixed her skirt, straightened her
blouse and examined herself in the full-length mirror in the bedroom, Kennedy
had to smile.
    Even her earrings had been Easton’s
suggestion, and he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
    I
look pretty damn good.
    It was kind of amazing what expensive
clothing and accessories could do, when combined with just the right amount of
makeup.   Easton’s bathroom was
starting to look like a woman lived with him.
    Did he mind?   If he did, he hadn’t yet said anything.
    She could hear the shower running and
imagined him inside, water pouring down over his naked body.   Was it hurting when it hit his wounds?
    If she hadn’t already gotten dressed and
made up, Kennedy would have snuck into the shower with him.   She already missed his body, missed
feeling his skin against hers, wanted to taste
him.   Wanted to taste every part of
him.
    Her nipples stiffened beneath her new
blouse and she took a deep breath, trying to relax.
    They would be meeting his father soon,
and she needed to have her mind focused.   Easton had been in a reserved mood, although still kind to her, ever
since Dean had left the house.
    Nobody seemed to know exactly when his
father would show up.   Apparently he
was in town, and Easton told her that his father had his haunts and could be
any number of places.
    When Easton exited the bathroom, he had
the towel wrapped around his waist and nothing else on.   He stopped and stared at her.   “Holy shit, you look amazing.”   His eyes looked her up and down and from
the expression on his face, Kennedy could tell he wasn’t just saying it to be
nice.
    “Thanks,” she said, grinning as she fixed
her earring.  
    He approached, looking hungry.   “I want to throw you on the bed and take
off all those sexy clothes you just put on.”
    “No way,” she said, backing up a
step.   “Do you realize how much
effort it takes to look like this?   I can’t get messy now.”
    “Come on,” he growled, grabbing her hips
and pulling her into him.   She could
feel his hard cock pressing through his towel and her skirt, and she started
getting wet instantly.
    “Easton,” she breathed.
    His lips were on hers, his tongue, and he was tasting her and she was tasting him, needing him
all over again.   She was powerless
when he touched her and took her for his own.  
    “I want to fuck you,” he murmured,
pulling back and staring into her eyes.   “Turn around.”
    “Easton—“ she tried to protest.
    “Don’t say anything,” he interrupted, using
his hands to effortlessly spin her around and push her towards the smaller
dresser.   Her chest and elbows
rested on the top of the dresser, her blouse hanging