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out if Knox is Marco and this is probably the only opportunity I’ll have to do so. I scramble around the bed until I see his slacks tossed onto the armchair a few feet away from my bed. I dig into the pockets and find his wallet. When I open it, I’m not surprised to find no identification. All I see is a black credit card bearing the name Knox Savage.
    “You’re out of towels.”
    I drop the wallet and slacks onto the armchair and spin around. Knox is standing in the doorway of the bathroom completely naked. Water drips from the glistening black hair on his head and his muscular body, all over the floor, forming small puddles around his feet. My eyes flit to his forearm, scanning his skin for the tattoo of Marco’s mother’s name. His entire forearm is covered in a sleeve of tattoos.
    “I’m sorry,” I mutter. “I’ll get you a towel.”
    I move toward the closet where I keep both my clothes and my linens, but he beats me there. His arms lock around my waist as he presses his naked body against my naked body.
    “Find anything interesting in my wallet?”
    His blue eyes look even bluer in the morning light. I want to scream at him. Just tell me the truth! But I don’t want to know what kind of lesson he’ll teach me after that. Or maybe I do want to know.
    “Who are you?” I shout. “Tell me who you are?”
    “Are you making demands of me, Rebecca?” He grabs my face, his thumb and fingertips digging into my cheeks. When I don’t answer, he pulls my face to his so our noses are touching and roars. “Are you making demands of me?”
    I don’t say anything. I couldn’t speak if I tried. My throat has closed and my mouth is dry. If he doesn’t kill me now, he will do it eventually.
    He crushes his lips to mine and I fight to breathe as he ravages my mouth. One of his hands grasps my ass, pulling me against him, as his other hand finds my clit. His fingers glide right past my pleasure spot as he thrusts them inside me. He curls his fingers, massaging and searching until he finds my g-spot and I begin to crumble.
    “Please stop,” I plead. It feels so good it’s almost painful. I don’t know if I can take it.
    His thumb massages my clit as his middle finger caresses my g-spot and I shake my head adamantly.
    “Please.”
    “Please, what?” he murmurs against my lips.
    “This is too much. Please … just fuck me.”
    He chuckles as he removes his hand from between my legs and proceeds to get dressed.
    “What are you doing?” I ask incredulously.
    He ignores me as he continues to pull on his clothes over his still damp body. He wraps his tie around his fist and musses up his hair as he walks toward the door.
    When he reaches the door, he turns around and points at me with the same finger he just used to torture me. “Don’t ever fucking spy on me again or this is going to end very badly.”
    He unlocks the door and pauses for a moment. “Now take a shower and make yourself pretty. You have work to do.” He reaches for the doorknob then pauses again, my heart pounding as I anticipate what he’s going to say or do next.
    He looks into my eyes as he slowly slides his finger into his mouth and smiles. “Be a good girl at work today and I’ll finish you tonight.”
    That’s all he needed to say. A promise. There will be more, if you behave.

11

    I scrub myself in the shower, but I can’t seem to rid myself of Knox’s scent. I don’t think there’s any of him left on me, but I can still smell him. As if he’s embedded so deeply inside me, in places I can’t reach.
    August will be here to walk me to work in less than an hour. I have to hurry up and get dressed and blow dry my hair. I have to make it seem as though nothing has happened. Then I can spring it on August when we get to the precinct.
    August, it’s over. I’ve found a guy who can fuck my brains out. Literally. I think I’ve lost my mind in a matter of hours, but I’ve never felt better.
    The doorbell rings as I’m pulling my