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How could her body keep burning hotter? How could these sensations keep intensifying?

There was no one like Matt No one who’d ever s he did No one who’d made her matter with his words, his body, his kiss, his touch

"Please, baby," he begged her "Take me with you"

In the darkness, his hands and his kisses taking her higher, it was his words that released her--knowing that, just like her, he needed to beg, to plead to be taken in and held tight

And when she plu out her pleasure, the ultiht along with her

Chapter Twenty

The next , the touch of Matt’s hands over hers ht--even as they turned onto Mrs Sanchez’s street and faced the unknown

She hadn’t expected this neighborhood She’d always thought of Bakersfield as a coith farhborhood were mansions Not in Matt’s class, but certainly way above Ari’s or Zach Sreen even after a thirsty su driveways

Mrs Sanchez lived in a two-story home with dormer s and a circular drive Matt parked beneath the portico and took Ari’s hand as they climbed the steps to the double-wide front door The knocker was as shiny as gold

"I wonder how Gideon felt walking up these stairs" Probably as out of place as she felt the first time she’d set foot inside Matt’s mansion

She wouldn’t have been surprised if a butler had opened the door, but they were greeted by an elegant woray hair piled stylishly and her olive coraceful curves as though it had been hand designed

"Miss Jones?"

"Yes" Ari stuck out her hand "And this is my friend, Matt Tremont"

They shook, then Mrs Sanchez flourished her hand, stepping aside for them to enter "Please," she said with a slad you called"

In the spacious tiled foyer, fresh flowers adorned a table, potted plants stood in the corners, and a wide, carpeted stairway led to the second floor She ushered thee already set with a coffee service The atmosphere was completely different fro Matt sat beside Ari on the couch while Mrs Sanchez poured

"Gideon was such a nice htful of him to come see us My husband was still alive at the time, and I can’t tell you how much your brother’s visit meant"

"We’re very sorry for your loss," Ari said, her throat tight She knew the trau someone you loved Especially fahter