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As I step through the balcony door, he playfully lands a Slap! onI’m not finished with you Miss Jones”

Shaking e master suite It’s practically eton alinal business partner and Patrick’s older brother, briefly lived here before getting his own place—the identical condo across the hall The only personal iteether on the beach and a new one ofDex

Stopping, I lift the slows onblue eyes, aze out at the ocean

War arms wrap around my waist “Miss him?” Derek’s voice is at my ear His chin rests on my shoulder

Turning lad we have this weekend”

“Me too” He kisses the top ofme “Meet me in the kitchen?”

“Be right there” Setting the frame down, I step into the bathroo is ruined “I should buy these in bulk,” I mutter under my breath

Returning to the bedroonated as mine e lived apart A few outfits and luckily, panties are still here I’ him seconds later

“Do you think we should still keep this place? It feels like bad luck”

He’s just finished pouring two slim flutes of cava His lined torso is on full display, and the recessed light under the bar casts shadows, h

“It’s good that I have somewhere to crash when I’m in town If I need to check in at the office”

I take the glass he handswine “I’m sure Stuart wouldn’t mind if you s

tayed in his guest room the few times you come here”

His dark brow creases “With Mariska sleeping over? That’s not very considerate”

“Hirl who only recently captured his stubborn partner’s heart “I guess you have a point”