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longer interesting, which was usually by the next day? Not once had I taken what they weren’t willing to give, but tonight I’d come damn close. Would I have held back if she’d pushed me away?
    I slammed my fist into the cold brick wall. "Fuck."
    Leaning my forehead against the gritty surface, I dragged deep breaths into lungs that ached.
    I wanted to believe I’d have walked away, but my anger had pushed me past reasoning and control. It was the shock of it all, seeing her for the first time in six years. She materialized out of my dreams and into my brother's engagement party and it was like… it was like she’d never been gone. I’d wanted her as much as ever, but all the pain of her leaving had rushed over me and stirred my anger.
    Gathering myself together, I made my way to my motorcycle. She was the problem here, not me. She was encroaching on my turf and stirring up trouble, and the only answer was for her to get the hell out of Reverence. So, I was going to follow through with my threat. I’d be on her ass, showing her she didn’t belong here, until she turned tail and ran like she always did. As I straddled the bike, I pulled my phone from my pocket and thumbed the screen looking for a little distraction. Glaring at the crack that ran the length of the screen, I called Natalie.
    I didn’t have to wait long for her to answer. "Hey Nat, you want to meet me at mine?"
    She chuckled. "Couldn't stomach all the feels, big boy?"
    "A simple yes or no would be great," I bit out.
    I shoved the phone in my pocket while the bike rumbled to life. In fifteen minutes, I'd have a bottle in one hand and a fine piece of ass in the other. The bike howled as I gave it more throttle and tore up the driveway. Fifteen minutes wouldn’t be long enough to undo what had happened here. If anything, fifteen minutes gave me ample opportunity to stew over the fact that faced with the ghost of my past, all I’d wanted to do was slide into her and claim her as mine all over again. Because of that, I’d overreacted.
    By the time I slid off the bike, I’d gotten a grip. I sauntered into the house and dropped my jacket over the back of the couch. As I made my way into the kitchen, I pulled my shirt over my head and dumped it. Snatching the half-empty bottle of Jack from the counter, I stalked back into the living room and stretched out on the couch. I tossed the cap and put the bottle to my lips, letting the liquid gold glide down my throat.
    The knock on my front door came faster than I thought it would, and I sat up as Nat enter. She raised an eyebrow as she took off her jacket and hung it by the door, revealing sexy lingerie. "That bad, babe?"
    My mouth watered and I took another swig from the bottle while I worked my gaze over her. The deep red corset stretched over soft curves and defined all the parts of her body I wanted to touch, setting off the paleness of her skin and the rich ebony of her hair. She’d coupled it with a matching thong and thigh highs. I let out a low whistle. "Get over here."
    With feline grace, she moved across the room and settled on her knees in front of me. Placing a hand on my leg, she slid it up my thigh and began working on my belt buckle. "What do you want tonight?"
    I grimaced as Lola sprung to mind. The soft seduction of her plump lips and… I pushed the memory back. The only thing I wanted from Lola was to get the hell out of my life.
    Leaning forward, I grasped Nat’s hair in my fist. "How about we start with you spread out over my kitchen counter. I’m going to take my time unwrapping you from this delicious contraption before I fuck you."
    "Okay, then." She sat back on her heels. "Relax, Leo, let me take care of you."
    The bottle empty, I stood and grabbed her, pulling her with me to the kitchen where I searched out another bottle. With a flick of my wrist, I twisted the cap free and tossed it at the sink before raising the bottle to my lips.
    "Maybe you want to slow down?" Nat said, glaring