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it’s the main reason I never had friends. The option to talk to Liam about my visits to Cayden was outweighed by my selfish need to keep him in a different compartment, separate from my past.
    “I’ve been talking to him about Damon. I thought it would be better not to upset you by telling you. Cayden is my doctor and nothing else.”
    He lets out a terse laugh then turns a serious eye on me. “You didn’t think lying to me would upset me? If you need him to be your doctor that’s fine, but you need to learn to let me in and tell me what’s going on in your life or this will never work.”
    He stalks off towards the bedroom and I decide it’s probably better to give him some time to cool off. I warm the food up and eat alone then watch television until I can’t stand the separation any longer. I have to fix this before I leave in the morning, but I know I can’t repair lost trust in one night.
    I creep into the dark room and lie down next to him in the bed wonder ing what my next move should be. I cuddle up under his arm and lay my head against his chest.
    I sigh in relief when he doesn’t push me away. “I fuck everything up. It’s what I’ve always done and I don’t know how to stop.”
    His hand caresses my back and he says, “All I want is to be involved in your life. If Cayden c an help you in some way I can I accept that, but I can’t handle you sneaking around behind my back.”
    I don’t respond , but I know I need to work through my issues quickly or I’ll lose Liam, and that’s a risk I’m not willing to take.
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    I wake to noises of Liam moving around in the dressing room. A quick glance at the clock reveals I have less than three hours before my flight to Vegas. I enter the dressing area to find him pulling on his pants with his shirt hanging open. I watch him with avid interest as he buckles his belt. He glances up and smiles weakly at me.
    “Good morning,” he says, beginning to button up his shirt.
    “Where are you going?” I ask, slowly pulling my shirt over my head. He looks at his watch and shakes his head.
    “ We can’t. I have a meeting in half an hour. My flight to New York leaves at five and I have a lot to do today.”
    “Are you really going to let me leave for the weekend all hot and bothered?” I stroll towards him and his eyes follow the line of my body, stopping to pay extra attention to the sway of my breasts. He wants me as much as much I want him, but he may still be mad at me.
    I stop him from buttoning up the last button of his shirt, and begin to undo the entire thing. He smirks at me and drops his head back when I cup his hard length through his slacks. I make quick work of his belt buckle and pull his pants down. He steps out of them then picks me up and carries me over to a nearby bench. He sits down and pulls me over him so I’m straddling his waist. His hard cock nudges my wet center. “You need it don’t you?” he asks.
    “You know I do,” I whisper against his lips. He guides me onto his shaft, raining gentle kisses along my jaw while he invades me hard and deep. I clutch his head and kiss him deeply. My tongue licking his lips and drinking in his flavor as my hips rock to meet his upward thrusts.
    The fierce look in his eyes excites me and I begin to move up and down on him so hard I can feel the force of my movements against my pelvic bone. His breathing increases to harsh puffs of air and lust overflows from his eyes. He lets me take over our movements, and I revel in the power he grants me.
    His hands lock on the back of my neck and he holds me trapped in his burning gaze. I grind my body against him in a nearly hypnotic state. The tingling in my core begins slowly and builds rapidly. The friction against my clit every time I come down on his groin is incredible. He shivers and I can feel him thickening inside me.
    He’s straining to hold on for me. He groans loudly as I begin to clench down on him, tremors of ecstasy overtake my body. I