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herself over my cock and then lowers herself on it. She closes her eyes as my cock disappears in her sweet heat. A groan tumbles out of my mouth as her pussy walls clamp around my cock.

โ€œOh God,โ€ Marian says when my cock is completely buried inside.

โ€œHow does that feel, babe?โ€ I ask her.

โ€œI feel ... full,โ€ she says, her words coming out like a moan.

I caress her ass as she rocks her hips against mine. I match my rhythm with hers, and when we come, itโ€™s too fast and too powerful. Marian collapses on top of me when the contractions are over, and I wrap my hands around her protectively.

Iโ€™m glad she came looking for me.

Chapter 11

Marian

Declanโ€™s breathing is deep and even. We lie spooned with his hand draped over my waist. Darkness has set in, and Iโ€™m guessing itโ€™s just about seven. I canโ€™t count how many times weโ€™ve had sex.

โ€œAre you asleep?โ€ I ask him.

โ€œNo, was about to,โ€ Declan says sleepily.

โ€œSorry to wake you up,โ€ I say. โ€œBut I need to go home.โ€

Before he can respond, his phone buzzes from somewhere on the floor. Declan curses under his breath, turns around, and pulls something, probably his trousers.

โ€œHello, Mom,โ€ he says.

His mom must be a talker because heโ€™s quiet for a very long time.

โ€œItโ€™s true, Mom.โ€

Declan sounds so different. So quiet, unlike the Declan I know, and it makes me curious about this woman that can cause such a change in his personality.

โ€œThat was my mother,โ€ he says when he disconnects the call. โ€œShe knows about us.โ€

โ€œDid she scold you?โ€ I ask, propping myself on my elbow to look at him.

โ€œMy mom doesnโ€™t scold,โ€ Declan says. โ€œAnyway, she wants us to go for lunch on Saturday. I figured itโ€™s a good time as any for you to meet.โ€

โ€œI canโ€™t make it on Saturday. I have a wedding,โ€ I tell Declan.

He frowns. โ€œIs there no one who can cover for you?โ€

I sit up in bed and pull the covers up to my chest, suddenly conscious of my nakedness. โ€œNo.โ€ Anger flares up as fast as if someone has poured gasoline on dry grass and struck a match to it.

โ€œWhat about Sunday? Surely you donโ€™t work on Sundays too,โ€ he says.

I do work on some Sundays depending on if I have an event. I bite down a retort. โ€œSunday will work.โ€

This right here is why a real relationship would not work for me. I love my business, and Iโ€™ve worked damn hard to get it to where it is now. I hate the idea of someone coming in and dictating to me how I should spend my time.

Declan calls his mother again, and from what I make out, they agree on Sunday.

โ€œI have to go,โ€ I say, getting up.

โ€œOh,โ€ Declan says. โ€œI thought youโ€™d spend the night, and we can drive down together tomorrow morning.โ€

โ€œNo.โ€ I read somewhere that the word โ€˜noโ€™ is in itself a complete sentence and an adequate explanation.

I feel Declanโ€™s gaze piercing my back. I donโ€™t bother with a shower. I have an overwhelming need to leave.

โ€œIโ€™ll walk you to your car,โ€ Declan says.

Iโ€™m about to say no thank you, but I bite back the words.

We dress without speaking, and in minutes, weโ€™re walking back to the parking space. The air is tinged with salt and the sounds of the waves crashing on the sand reach my ears. Santa Monica is a wonderful place to live.

โ€œIโ€™ll probably see you tomorrow,โ€ Declan says.

โ€œSure,โ€ I tell him as I unlock the car. Iโ€™m in a rush to leave, and with a wave, I put the car into gear and peel out of the parking lot.

I try to remember how it had been when Leonard and I were married. Have I always been that awful at relationships, even fake ones? Thinking about that period in my life brings all sorts of bad memories.

The five years that Leonard and I were married were the worst of my life. Years Iโ€™d like to forget. It was good at first. Leonard and I had gone to school together, but we only hooked up after I went back home for a visit after college.

The plan had been to vacation at home and then join Marvin and Jason in LA, where our new exciting lives were about to begin. It didnโ€™t quite work out like that.

Leonard had been our townโ€™s bad boy. You know, the one who goes to juvenile court before heโ€™s sixteen years old, the one who all parents tell their kids to stay away from. That was Leonard. Iโ€™d admired him from a distance, but like all good girls, Iโ€™d stayed away from him.

When I returned from college, I found a reformed Leonard. He had completely turned around from his bad-boy ways, and he seemed to have matured overnight. He even had a job at the candle-making factory as the assistant manager.

Arlen is a small town, and it wasnโ€™t long before Leonard and I met at the local pub. The first thing I noticed was that his friends were drinking beer while he was drinking water. Then his eyes. He had piercing blue eyes that made me tremble when our gazes met.

I was with a group of my high school friends, and after an hour of exchanging sultry looks, he sauntered over and pulled up a chair next to me.

โ€œI heard you were back,โ€ heโ€™d said, his eyes boring into my soul.

My phone vibrates, jolting me back to the present. The timing is perfect as Iโ€™m taking the turn onto Pine Place. I park the car in the drive, kill the engine and reach for my phone.

The missed call is from my mother. My heart skips a beat. It is rare for my mother to call unless she has something important to say. She has a very vibrant social life back in Arlen. One of the happiest days of her life was when I left home for good.

I hit call, and she answers on the first ring.

โ€œMy busy entrepreneurial

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