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his fingers continued their delicious stroking, and I knew I was going to come again.  
    I whimpered as my internal walls clenched around him.
    “Come for me, baby,” he growled as he buried himself deep inside me with thrust after thrust.  
    As my orgasm ripped through me, sending ripples of overwhelming sensation from my belly right down to the tips of my fingers and toes, I felt his whole body tense as he gripped hold of my hips and jerked into me one last time.
    He slowly withdrew from me and then turned me around to face him, kissing me tenderly. “I don’t know how you do that,” he said.
    I blinked up at him as I ran my fingers down his muscular back. “What do you mean?”
    “You make me forget everything bad. When I’m with you like this, I can’t think of anything else but you.”
    “And that’s a good thing, right?”
    He grinned at me and then kissed me on the forehead. “Yes, Ella. It’s a very good thing.”

7

    We stepped out of the shower, and Nick handed me a towel. As I dried myself off, I couldn’t help thinking about Nick’s future. I wanted more than anything to ask him to leave all of this behind.  
    He’d already been shot once, it was only a matter of time before he got badly hurt again… or worse.  
    But I hesitated. I didn’t want him to think I was trying to take over his life.
    “How often do things like this happen?” I asked.
    “Huh? What do you mean?” Nick asked as he rubbed his hair with a towel.
    “Things went wrong today. Chad had blood all over him. A couple of weeks ago you got shot… Don’t you ever think about getting away from this life?”
    Nick’s jaw clenched, and shutters seemed to come down over his eyes as he blanked me.
    He turned away, giving me a fantastic view of his shoulders, narrow waist and tight ass.
    I licked my lips, but then took a deep breath. What I wanted to say was important. I couldn’t let myself be distracted by his perfect body.
    “You could leave with me.”
    There. I’d said it. I’d admitted I wanted him to be with me properly. And why shouldn’t he? We could start over in New York. It was a big city and no one would bother us there. We could have a normal relationship.
    I couldn’t see his face, but I could see from the tension in his shoulders and the way he held himself that my words had generated some kind of reaction.
    I just didn’t know whether it was a good reaction or a bad one.
    “We could go back to New York, and we could live in my tiny little apartment for a while … just until we got sorted,” I said. “You could find a job, and then we could get a bigger place…” I was aware that I was babbling, so I clamped my lips together.
    It was hard waiting for his reaction… waiting for him to reject me.
    When Nick turned around, his face was devoid of expression. I couldn’t tell if he was happy, sad, pissed or bored.
    He shook his head.
    Crap. I was rushing things.  
    We’d only known each other for a couple of weeks and here I was telling him we should move in together. No wonder I had freaked him out.
    “I mean, we don’t have to move in together, obviously. And if things don’t work out between us, that’s okay. But you could have a fresh start, Nick. You could get away from all this.”
    Nick wrapped a towel around his waist, drawing my eyes downwards towards his washboard abs.
    He sighed. “When are you going to realize, Ella, that I’m not fucking around? You have some idealized version of a man you’re daydreaming about. It’s not me. I’m not cut out for a life like that.”
    I stepped forward. “I know it’s a big decision. I’m aware you’ve done some bad things in the past, but Nick, I know deep down you’re not bad. Please, come with me. I think I’m falling in —”  
    “Stop!” Nick held up his hands and shook his head.
    My heart was pounding in my chest as I realized I’d been about to tell him I loved him.  
    Crap. Where had that come from?
    His expression was