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passionately as she had every night in his dreams.
    “Yes, we should,”
he said, flicking his tongue over her ear. He knew her sensitive spots, the
places that would have her pleading with him to finish what he’d started. He
knew it may not be fair to use his intimate knowledge of her body as a weapon
against her, but he didn’t care as long as she was back in his bed… where she
belonged.
    “Oh God,” she
murmured when he pressed the snap to free her breasts from the pink lacy bra.
    He filled his
hands with her as he devoured her breasts with his mouth. Swirling his tongue
over one nipple, then the other, he felt her twisting her hips, grinding into
his arousal as she threaded her hands through his hair to hold him in place.
    “Evan…”
    The sound of his
name on her lips while he pleasured her sounded sweeter than any award-winning
ballad he’d ever heard. “That’s it, baby,” he whispered, lost in her pleasure.
“Give yourself to me. I want all of you.”
    She moaned low and
deep in her throat as she rotated her hips, obviously trying to create the
friction she needed to enhance her pleasure.
    Evan cursed when
he saw his building come in to view. He was afraid the blast of cold air,
coupled with seeing the place that housed so many of their memories, would
prompt her to re-think her decision to be with him tonight. He was tempted to
tell the driver to keep going when she started to right her clothing and pull
away from him.
    “Sweetheart…” He
was caught off guard when he looked up and saw the lust in her eyes. She was as
hot for him as he was for her. Suddenly he couldn’t get upstairs fast enough.
When he was satisfied she was decent, he reached for the door handle before the
driver could do the honors.
    “Mr. Spencer,” the
driver said, tipping his hat as he met them on the sidewalk. “I hope the ride
was enjoyable.”
    Evan grinned as he
glanced at Erika. He could tell she was trying to suppress the urge to laugh by
the mischievous sparkle in her eye as she bit her lip. “It was great. Thanks,
Tom.” He reached into the pocket of his black jeans and pulled a couple of
hundred dollar bills off the top of the roll. “I’m sure I’ll see you again
soon.”
    Titan often used
Tom’s services when they had clients in from out of town.
    “I look forward to
it.” The elderly man smiled at Erika and tipped his hat. “Lovely to see you
again, Dr. Carlton.”
    “You as well, Tom.
Say hi to your family for me.”
    Evan knew Tom and
his wife, Sandy, brought their Dalmatian in to Erika’s clinic. He hoped she
wasn’t embarrassed to be seen by a client with swollen lips and whisker burns
on her neck.
    Tom winked at him
before walking around the back of the car, whistling a happy tune.
    “I wonder what
that was all about,” Erika said, frowning as he took her hand and led her
inside the glass doors.
    Evan didn’t
believe in maintaining the professional distance with their employees that Luc
favored. He wanted Titan to be an extension of his family. In spite of his
father’s objections, he believed that was the only way to inspire loyalty, so
he treated everyone the same, from the top of the ladder to the bottom. He’d
even confessed to Tom a time or two how much he missed Erika, so he was certain
the older man was pleased to see them together again.
    “I have no idea,”
he said, swiping his card across the inner door so they could gain access to the
lobby.
    She looked around
the opulent lobby of the building that was once her home, and he saw a look he
couldn’t discern pass her face. Before he could question it, it was gone and
she was making her way towards the elevator.
    He was relieved
she wasn’t stumbling or swaying, so she hadn’t had enough to drink to impair
her judgement. He loved her too much to take advantage of her, but he wasn’t
above using alcohol to lower her defenses if it meant she would finally
surrender to something he knew they both wanted.
    As soon as they
stepped