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ribbed half top. His hands clenched and
unclenched. The T-shirt hugged her tits, showing them off.
    “Liv, are you all right?” Ames called, closer
now.
    Fucking asshole.
    “I’m fine. Better than fine,” she softly
said. Vaden didn’t miss the invitation in her voice. His body
stiffened to granite. She wasn’t going to—
    “Olivia,” Ames said, closing the space
between them. He caressed her cheek, as his other hand slid around
her waist and pulled her against him. “Tell me what you want.”
    “I want you to kiss me.”
    It took every ounce of control Vaden
possessed not to jump through the window and tear them apart. Why
was she doing this? Had he misunderstood her signals last night?
Had he presumed she had feelings for him when she really didn’t? Or
had she just moved on?
    She arched against Ames. The guy didn’t
squander the opportunity. He lifted Olivia’s little shirt. Ames
moaned when her tits popped out. Vaden did the same thing every
time he saw them. They should be bronzed.
    Olivia tilted her head back and faced the
window. Her hooded eyes looked directly at him. It didn’t matter to
Vaden if she saw him or not. He could not watch another man make
love to Olivia. He turned and walked away from the window.
     

Chapter Four
     
    “God, Liv, I have dreamt of this moment for
years.” Josiah’s lips caught a nipple. Olivia gasped at the
sensation.
    But at the same time, Olivia’s heart beat
like a freight train in her chest when Vaden walked away from the
window. Knowing he had come back for her only to find her in the
arms of another man thrilled her. It terrified her too. What did he
want? Why was he here? Would he kick down her door in a jealous
rage? He knew where she hid her extra key. He could walk right in.
Would he? Her body trembled. No, Vaden wasn’t the jealous type.
    “Are you okay, Liv?” Josiah asked.
    Move on, Liv, she told herself. Vaden only wants one thing from you. She relaxed a little.
She would not allow Vaden to ruin this. “Yes, I’m fine.”
    “You’re so much more than fine, Liv,” Josiah
rasped against a nipple. He licked around the areola, then kissed
the stiff tip. Slowly, he sucked her nipple against the roof of his
mouth. He moaned. Olivia closed her eyes, remembering how much she
once wanted this. His hands slid down her waist to her ass,
pressing her belly against his erection.
    Josiah swept her up into his arms and strode
toward the bed. He laid her down and crawled over her. He spread
her long hair out on the pillow, then wrapped several thick strands
around his fist. “I love your hair.” He raised it to his nose and
inhaled. “I love the way you smell.”
    His fingers dug into her hair and his long
body covered hers. “I want to spend the next ten years in this bed
with you.” He kissed her cheeks, her chin, laved her neck and
suckled her nipples. It felt good. She began to relax, and enjoy
him and the moment. His lips trailed down the smooth flatness of
her belly. She closed her eyes
    His fingers slipped beneath her flannel
shorts, then slowly he pulled them down. Olivia tensed. “Relax,
Liv,” Josiah said against her hip.
    She swallowed and told herself it was just
nerves. His lips trailed lower. She flinched and exhaled. It
occurred to Olivia at that moment that she could not erase Vaden or
her feelings for him with another man. Not now anyway. She opened
her eyes, and gasped.
    Vaden stood behind Josiah, his tall body
reflected ominously against the candlelight.
    “What’s wrong, Liv?” Josiah asked. He looked
up her belly to see her staring over his shoulder. He turned.
“Jesus Christ, Holbrook!” He jerked around, ready to deck the
interloper.
    Olivia’s body morphed from tense to sizzling
in less than a heartbeat. Josiah threw a punch at Vaden. Vaden
caught Josiah’s fist and wrenched his arm back, not taking his
angry glare from hers.
    “If this is what you wanted, Livia, all you
had to do was ask. I could have hooked you up,”