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He chuckled against , creative hands against my back "Thanks, sweetheart"
"Does Braden know?" I asked, pulling away
"Yeah He congratulated hed That was so Braden
Adaotten his practical experience to coside Braden’s architect This last year, however, he’d been doing the work hi now achieved all the qualifications and experience he required, he’d applied to ARB (Architects Registration Board UK)
"I’m really happy for you"
"I know That’s why I’d an," I corrected
"Whatever," Adam muttered
Our drinks came and I asked hi on now
Adam then asked about my classes I had chosen to study History of Art and Fine Art with grand hopes of becoallery curator one day, but now that I was in the course, at the university, I was falling in love with the idea of a career in academia Clark, as a professor of classical history at the university, was extremely proud and excited that I wanted to follow in his footsteps When I told Braden I was thinking of doing a phD in Art History he’d given me Adam’s "are you daft?" look, but then kissed me on the forehead and told ht seemed to speed away froled aled me with his and Braden’s antics at work and elsewhere
To the outside world the two of the men in their hter from my eyes and reached for another sip of my drink "You two are idiots"
"Ssh, that’s a secret"
I grinned back at hiave
He sed and shook his head "I just soone"
"I know We’re all grown up now," I teased
His eyes searchedabout the way he said it ed I swore I stopped breathing altogether His eyes were dark and focused and I felt the heat of his look slide sensually down the center of aze dropped to aze dropped to his
I don’t knohich one of us moved Me to him, or him to me? Both of us moved?
Whichever one of us it was, our faces were so close our lips were al I could feel his breath on mine and he obviously could feel mine on his The smell of Macallan and Adaan to rise and fall with excited nerves and hopeful anticipation
I moved my head that little bit closer and our lips brushed Infinitesiht through me
Adam made a sound in the back of his throat and I swore he was about to close the distance between us… …but I’d never know for sure His phone rang in his jacket pocket throwing a bucket of ice cold water over the moment I jerked back and watched his face cloud over as he realized what had almost happened Jaw clenched, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone but it had already stopped ringing He lifted his eyes to uessed he meant that Braden had been the one who’d called hi I kneas right when he quickly paid for our drinks and put ether
I was Ellie, Braden’s little sister To Adam I would always be Braden’s little sister, and that ht I cursed Adam Sutherland to hell and back If he hadn’t already ruined things for ht
A lip brush
One tiny lip brush and I felt that spark I’d been waiting on since I was fifteen and I kissed Pete Robertson on bowling night Whatever guy ca out," Adam admitted He threw me a wicked smile "I’ve never been so hard in my life from a lip brush I wanted to fuck you every ti Adam was often deliberately crude because he knew it made me equal parts embarrassed and turned on I’d always hated when people used the "f- word" to describe sex, thinking it emotionless and casual But after Adam and I became a couple I’d discovered that when you were in love with someone and you knew they loved you back there were different levels to sex At one end of the spectrum there was the tender, sweet, slow sex that I would call "h, wild, can’t-get-enough-of-you sex that was definitely the "f-word" Adaht about what he’d said and frowned "You did a good job of hiding it"
He harrumphed "I don’t know about that" He looked back at the diary and frowned
"What ever happened to that Christian guy, by the way?"
"I let hiently when he called to reschedule our date"
"I would say "poor guy" but I had to endure five years of wanting you and not having you"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>