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us. A few nights ago, we had dinner. She asked me to give her one more chance. I told her that we would see how it goes, but I made it clear that we were not exclusive. This party,” Riker paused, pointing to the beach house in the distance, “was a complete surprise to me. I had no idea.” He put his hand on top of hers and held it over his chest. “I’m telling you the truth.”
    Trista wasn’t sure about anything he was saying. He was right about one thing. Her sister wasn’t fond of the word no . Nicolette always wanted the things she couldn’t have and would do anything to get what she wanted. But all that didn’t matter. Nicolette was her sister. Despite everything that had happened between them, Trista didn’t want to hurt her. Whether or not Riker was telling the truth didn’t matter. Obviously, Nicolette still had feelings for him.
    However, Trista was having a hard time resisting this man. She tried to block out the strong emotions she was feeling for Riker right now. The way he smelled delicious, his strong arms that were wrapped around her, the memories of their night of passionate sex. There was something about Riker that she couldn’t deny. It was like he had some kind of spell on her, and she didn’t think she could help herself if she stayed another second.
    “I need to go.” Trista tried to stand up, but Riker pulled her back down. He put his hands on her face and pulled her closer before kissing her. She felt herself melt in his arms. She couldn’t help it. She kissed him back. “I can’t do this,” she said between kisses.
     
    “Yes, you can. I know you feel it too.” Riker kissed her again. “You and I were made for each other, Trista Carmichael.”
    “I don’t want to hurt my sister.”
    “Whatever problems you and Nicolette have...don’t have anything to do with
    us. I want you,” Riker whispered, slipping his hand up her shirt. He caressed her right nipple sending a fluttering sensation in her stomach. Before she knew it, her sweatpants were down around her ankles and Riker was on top of her. She could feel his erection stretching the fabric of his jeans. “I need to get inside of you.”
    Trista couldn’t resist him. She wanted this man unlike any other she had been with before. She reached down and unzipped his jeans. Riker pulled his pants down as she freed his cock from his underwear. Trista put her hand around it and stroked the length of it, causing Riker to moan in her ear.
    “I can’t wait any longer,” he said, clenching his jaw. He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her wetness.
    “I want to feel you inside me, right now,” Trista said, pulling him down.
    She sucked in a deep breath when he slipped inside of her, filling every inch of her. This is the last time, she told herself. After tonight, she was going to work things out with her sister, for better or for worse.

Chapter Eight
     
    After saying goodbye to Riker, Trista walked back to the party, stopping by the deck to rinse the sand off her feet. She managed to avoid her sister and all the guests by using the garage entrance and taking the elevator up to her room on the third floor. She stripped off her clothes and stepped inside a hot shower.
    A gamut of emotions ran through her. Part of her was disgusted with herself for having sex with Riker again. Especially after knowing that Nicolette was head over heels in love with the man. Riker told her repeatedly that it was over with him and Nicolette. But it shouldn’t matter, Trista thought. Nicolette would still be hurt if she knew that Riker was having sex with her younger sister.
    But the other part of her felt an undeniable attraction to Riker. Conflicting emotions were making her crazy. She had no choice now but to leave town. First thing tomorrow, she was going to call her agent and start planning to move to New York. She would have the movers ship her boxes out of storage in California and send them to New York. Far away from Riker, her sister,