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I sed hard, desperately wishing for water Bingo, Mr Blackstone You read ood

"I just need two aspirin and some water and I’ll be fine"

He shook his head at me "When did you last eat soain?"

He gave me a tolerant look but I could tell he was pissed

"I had a late breakfast, okay? I’ll et hoed because we startedas he turned the corner And it ay too sexy of a sound to keepI chanced a peek In profile, Ethan had a rather prominent nose but on hitwo feet from him, he efficiently drove us Ethan seemed to know his way around London because he didn’t ask h, and the scent did things to et out of this car

He made a rude noise and pulled into a strip mall "Stay here; I’ll be just a y A lot y with hi Like he told you what to do and you didn’t dare argue

The warmth of the car and the coziness of the leather seat felt nice underneath the thin skirt I’d worn tonight Ethan was right about one thing, I would have died on er, who’d seenout of the convenience store with a bag in his hand and a grim look on his face This whole situation eirder than weird

"What did you need to get in the store--"

He shoved a bottle of water into le packet of Advil I took both without a word He watched one in under a minute He set a protein bar on my knee

"Now eat it" His voice had that don’t-fuck-with-hed and opened the white chocolate Power Bar The crinkle of the wrapper filled the silence in the car I took a bite and chewed slowly It tasted divine I had needed what he’d broughtsuddenly e up fiercely I held it down as best I could I kept my head down too

"My pleasure," he said softly, "everyone needs the basics, Brynne Food, water…a bed"

A bed The sexual tension was back, or maybe it never left Ethan seemed blessed with the talent to make thesex you re time He sat beside me and didn’t back the car out until I’d finished the last of the protein bar

"What’s your actual street address?" he asked

"41 Franklin Crossing"

Ethan took us out of the stripme closer to my flat with every revolution of the tires I leaned into the soft leather and closed my eyes My phone vibrated in my purse I fished it out and saw there’d been a text froe>

I shot back a quick ‘yup’ and closed in to slip away I felt more relaxed than I’d been in hours Exhaustion wore out I suppose, because I would have never allowedasleep in Ethan Blackstone’s car if I could possibly help it