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for him, I went with it; allowing him to dominate me completely. He pushed me back onto the bed, never breaking our contact as he continued to kiss my neck.
    “I have to have you Emily,” he whispered huskily, as his hot breath teased and caressed my inflamed skin with every word. “You have to be mine!”
    And w hy did he have to be so damn irresistible?

Chapter Three
    “Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.”
    ~ Thomas Fuller ~
     
    JULIEN
    I don’t know what’s happening to me. One minute I was putting on some clothes to go to the bathroom and then next I was begging Emily to stay with me, to…be with me… Who was I?
    I nearly broke down when I thought she was going to leave but thankfully I had managed to somehow convince her to stay…for now. I needed more time with her. More time to make sense of exactly what was going on between us.
    After two rounds of morning sex, my little vixen was spent and passed out peacefully on my chest but I couldn’t go back to sleep. How could I? Yesterday I was Julien Belmont, a man whose only emotional attachment lied with two things, work and my father. But now, the thought of never seeing Emily again was driving me crazy. I needed to get my mind together and that couldn’t happen until I got some coffee in my system.
    I managed to get out of bed without waking Emily. I watched her for a moment, taking in her tossed hair which fanned the pillow, and her long, slender, and toned legs which escaped the covers. God, you’re so beautiful.
    I walked into the kitchen and started making coffee. I wasn’t sure what Emily normally ate for breakfast but decided that I couldn’t go wrong with eggs and toast though I wondered how she would judge my amateur cooking, since she said something about being a cook last night. Shrugging the thought off, I continued making breakfast, determined that I wouldn’t burn it.
    I arranged the plate with a light and fluffy cheese omelet, buttered toast and coffee, placing it on a bed serving tray, liking the thought of surprising her with breakfast in bed. I had really worn her out both last night and this morning.
    Just as I was about to take the tray over to her, I halted. There, standing in the kitchen entrance, stood Emily, naked. You’re killing me!
    “Smelt the coffee,” she said as she walked toward me, leaning in and grabbing the coffee from the tray.
    I watched as she took a sip, her ample , delicious breasts were perky and her nipples were hardened. Her hair was no longer tossed about; it was smooth and fell gracefully onto her shoulders. She was…breathtaking, even with no makeup.
    “Is something wrong?” she said with a wicked look in her eyes.
    “I am only a man Mon amour , why must you torture me so,” I confessed as I placed the tray down on the counter, walking over to her and kissing her.
    “Whoa there buddy… You can wait. I need that breakfast, I’m starving.”
    I grunted.
    “Ok but please put on something. I don’t think I can make it through breakfast while looking at your sexy body,” I begged, still holding onto her.
    She nodded her head, eyes still wicked as she broke free of my grasp, walking away painful ly slow.
    This woman is going to be the death of me.

EMILY
    When I woke up and found that I was in Julien’s bed alone, I thought the worst. Maybe he had changed his mind and instead of asking me to leave, he left. But, when the sweet aroma of hazelnut coffee teased my nose, I was relieved.
    I didn’t mean to torture him honestly , but I couldn’t help wanting to see how he would react to seeing me naked in his kitchen as he cooked. I couldn’t help but laugh when I walked back into the bedroom.
    I went over to his dresser and pulled out an oversized plain white V-neck t-shirt, putting it on and inhaling his scent as I did. I searched for my purse, which was on the floor and retrieved my emergency toothbrush, thankful that I hadn’t tossed it out after I broke up with Adam.
    As I made my way