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"Shit," I say "Sorry"

"No, it’s okay When she called, I was pissed off atI don’t even re with your iddy about my entire family tree"

"Thanks," I say dryly "Now I feel better"

She just grins "Anyway, I guess she’s pissed that you sent soet all those old pictures of you, but then you ditched her calls I’d ditch the calls, too, Nik, but why on earth would you tell someone to see your mom for old pictures? Who do you dislike so er of worry trails down the back ofthe concern on ether the definitive article on the girl who got Damien Stark"

Somehow, that doesn’t make er ata worry free zone For the rest of the day, nothing but sand and surf and ree, because that sounds pretty daarita-inspired dreahtly overupith sweet deterh to brush over er sex I open my eyes, but I see no one There is only the touch of his hands and the brush of his lips and--oh, please--the hard length of his cock inside me

I cry out for Damien--my voice noiseless in the dream--but he does not appear There is si of flesh against flesh, the rise of heat, and the steady, growing scent of arousal I am lost in it Lost in this sensual haze that surrounds h I reach for him, my arms find only air

And then there are hands upon s I cry out as he thrusts into me, his movements rhythmic but frenzied Over and over he pounds in a violence that see My heart battersme, and the power of his thrusts are such that I wonder I don’t pass out fro

My body quakes as the force of an orgash hi that in this dreamworld he will re, and ers find heated skin and taut muscles

Damien

I opensoft insidehard I feel gloriously alive Well-fucked and adored But I also see the storerously close to regret

I want to reach out and slap it off his face

"I used you," he says, his voice as tight as the muscles of his chest

"Yes," I say, then hook an arm around his neck I lever myself up and capture hisinside ainst ht "God, yes" I hook ainst ain, I see that the storh I do not knohat happened between Dah to understand that it ripped him up and it was to me that he came That it was h his demons

I hold him close, still astounded that we have such power over each other That we are the balm to each other’s soul It humbles me And, yes, it terrifies me Because how could we ever survive if we lose each other?

I fall asleep in his embrace, but when I awaken, I alance around Despite all the tione to sleep in the master bedroom The iron bed upon which I sit used to be in the third floor open area, but Damien had obviously decided on a more traditional approach when he had the bed h, there is no furniture in here And there is no Darapple in roan when I see that it’s not yet five in theback into bed, but I know that is not possible I need Damien And, I think, he needs me, too

His shirt is on the floor, and I put it on The house is huge, but I have a plan of attack, and I go first to the library--a mezzanine that essentially floats beneath the third floor, visible from the massive marble staircase, but accessible only by a secret elevator or a set of stairs hidden behind a door off the utility area The lights are low, casting shadows over the cherrywood shelves and glass cases that display the few things froh to keep The area is filled with memories, both delicious and bittersweet Dah the coym that takes up much of the north section of the house I cock ainst the punching bag or the clatter of weights rising and falling on the , however Just a silence that seems to stretch on forever

He is not in the pool, either, and as I stand, confused, on the flagstone decking, I begin to fear that he has actually left the property, possibly going don to his office It occurs to oing to leave ical place I start to turn around to go back to check, figuring that if there is no note at least I can get low of lights off to the right