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to help him accept himself, and even more, to have him submit to her, to let her care for him the way he should be cared for, had taken up residence in her chest. It didn’t feel like it was just renting space short term. Hoping a few days without being around him would quash it, s he’d left him at Rissa’s old loft without so much as a goodbye. One and done, that’s all it should have been, but she was beginning to think this was far from done — if it ever would be. Her one offs never got a text message about self-pleasure, or anything for that matter, but when she’d woken up deliriously horny that morning, all she wanted was to be with him. The text message had been the next best thing. If she had to be teased by thoughts of him, he should have to endure the same torture. A passing thought that this must be the way Evan felt when he ’d first met Rissa made her heart skip a beat or twelve before she banished the idea. What Evan and Rissa had was what fairy tales were made of. It wasn’t for Eve . It never would be.
    “Excuse me? Miss? Excuse me!” The impatient demanding resonance of the dark-haired-princess-mob-daughter-wanna-be at the counter brought her out of her thoughts as she stood up straight.
    “Yes, can I help you, your highness?” Sarcasm lost on this girl, she set off on a long tirade about how wonderful her fiancé was and how fabulous their wedding was going to be. As Eve silently begged for her to wrap up the verbal novel, she finally got to the point of her visit to Leather and Lace.
    “Anyway, none of that really matters it’s just my fiancé Dean is really special, and I just want to find something really, oh-my-god hot to wear on our wedding night. Since he loves me so much that he’s not going to a strip club for his bachelor party, I want something that’s like, trashy hot, kinda like a stripper, to reward him. Can you recommend anything like that?” Too bad Eve only heard the first few words because as soon as the “ D ea” sound came out of the girl’s mouth, Eve’s thoughts snapp ed to Deacon. For some completely asinine reason, the thought of him submitting to another, of being with someone else, made her feel nauseous and angry at the same time. If this was what jealous possessiveness felt like, one, it was a terrible feeling, and two, she shouldn’t be feeling it for someone she’d fucked once and not seen since. Her mind made up, she knew she needed to see him again, see if the same spark she’d felt that first day was real or if she’d just been unusually horny that day . Who was she kidding? She knew the answer to that question, that spark wasn’t just real, it was white hot and all-consuming, and she knew they were both going to get burned. Problem was they were also both going to like it.
    “Trashy hot stripper. Got it. Check the back wall. There are some pieces there that might be what you’re looking for, but if you’re looking for something extra special for him, call this guy, he does custom pieces — very, very expensive. I’d suggest a piercing or three if you really want to surprise him.” Squealing and clicking heels pierced the usually quiet ambience of the store as the gaggle of females took the number from Eve before taking off. With Evan and Rissa out of town on an impromptu trip, Eve locked up the store, knowing she needed to be back before the club’s regulars started coming in for the night. But Deacon was more important. The ever-present need to see him riding her hard. What would Evan do? He’d do exactly like he ’d done —he’d chase his heart. Eve needed to do the same, even if it meant risking it for someone she didn’t know, but couldn’t deny her need
    Chapter Six
    Deacon was nearly to the elevator when the building’s elderly, but the refined doorman, Randall, stopped him.
    “Mr . Cain! Wait! I have a message for you. A lovely blonde woman came in earlier and asked that when you return that you please join her. There’s a car