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whispering.
    “You’re not going to be seen
by them. I’m not ready for this. You will stay here and not make a sound.”
    She grabbed her robe from
the back of her wardrobe door.
    “This is childish, Amber.
You’re a grown woman.”
    “I don’t care what you
think. My friends are not finding out about us.”
    “I’ve got no clothes,” he
said. “And we still need to talk.”
    “I’ve got to wash your
clothes. You’re staying here, and if they sound close to the door, hide
somewhere. I don’t want you being found.”
    More banging from her
friends interrupted her.
    “Why don’t they leave?
You’re not answering your door.”
    “They’re my friends. They
want my company.”
    She turned away to leave.
Elijah caught her hand, bringing her close to his body. “This isn’t over,” he
said, slamming his lips down on hers.
    His kiss was passionate yet
loving. Pulling away, Amber looked at him, surprised.
    “We’ve still got a lot to
discuss. Go and have fun with your friends. You owe me breakfast after this.”
    Amber shushed him up and
then closed the door behind her.
    “Come on, Amber. I’m tired
and bored, and I’m hungry,” Ashley said.
    “I’m coming.”
    Rushing toward the door, she
quickly glanced around the apartment to make sure there was no sign of him.
Letting out a breath, she opened the door.
    “Hey,” she said, trying to
look casual.
    “What were you up to?”
Connie asked, walking past her.
    Heather headed straight for
the kitchen while Ashley dived on the sofa face first. Amber couldn’t help but
cringe. She and Elijah had fucked on that sofa.
    “I’m so tired. I took a man
home last night, and I swear to God, he was a yoga tutor or something. No man
should ever be allowed to bend like that.” Ashley curled around a pillow.
    “You guys took me by
surprise. I wasn’t expecting you here today,” Amber said, taking a seat
opposite Ashley.
    Connie was rummaging through
her book collection, putting away the book she’d borrowed a week ago.
    “It’s pancakes, Amber. We
all love pancakes.” Ashley grumbled from her position.
    Every now and again she
glanced at her bedroom door. How long could she keep this up knowing he was
listening to their entire conversation?
    “What happened to you last
night?” Heather asked, calling from the kitchen.
    “I was a little bored. I
came home and read.”
    “You don’t look like you’ve
got any sleep,” Connie said.
    “It was broken.” Amber
played with the tails of her robe while thinking about Elijah and what he’d
done to her body. This was the closest she’d gotten to ever being caught by her
friends.
    This had to stop. She
couldn’t keep opening herself up to this, knowing it was only a matter of time
before Elijah got bored and left her.
    ****
    Elijah glanced over at the
time to see it was getting close to noon. His sister, his woman, and their
friends were still talking and laughing. The scent of pancakes was long gone,
but he was still starving. Listening to the women talk about men and sex was
plain disgusting. Heather was his sister, and he was fucking scarred at what
she’d been telling Amber. Fuck, the next time he saw Julian he was going to
smash the bastard’s face in.
    The sound of the front door
closing had him storming out of the bedroom.
    “I never want to hear you
talking about men again,” he said.
    Amber faced him, still in a
robe, with a glare on her pretty face.
    “You shouldn’t have been
listening.”
    “I’m not talking to Julian
again,” he said.
    She walked past him. “You’ll
do no such thing. The moment you start talking they’ll all become suspicious of
what you were doing here. It’s not happening, and I’m not having you treat my
friends with anything but respect, even your sister.”
    He caught her elbow. “I’m
the only man that’s known you, right?” he asked.
    Her eyes widened, and he
knew in that instant that he’d fucked up.
    Amber pulled her arm out of
his grip. “That’s