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Drunk, no. Flynn once told me that Hayden never gets drunk or stoned because he doesn’t ever want to be out of control like his mother often was during his childhood—and much of his adulthood.  
    “I’m so happy for you guys. Thefilm deserves every accolade and then some.”
    “It’ll be a tough act to follow,” he says, his brows knitting.
    “What do you mean?”
    “ Camo was a once-in-a-career confluence of events that led to pure perfection. How do I top that? How do any of us top it?”
    “You and Flynn and Quantum are just getting started. We’ve only begun to see the full extent of what you’re capable of.”
    He turns to look atme—really look at me—and the vulnerability I see in his eyes goes straight to my overcommitted heart. “You really think so?”
    “I know so. You guys are magic together—and on your own. I predict you’ll top yourselves many times over.”
    “I hope you’re right.”
    “I usually am. Just ask Flynn.”
    My comment draws a lusty laugh from him that makes my mouth go dry and my heart pound. God, even my palmsare sweaty, and that never happens. I have never, ever wanted a man the way I want Hayden. Nothing I’ve experienced with any other man can compare to the way I feel just sitting next to him.  
    It’s this last thought that cements my resolve. If I don’t do this, if I don’t take advantage of the opening he gave me with that kiss, I’ll never forgive myself. I simply can’t live the rest of my lifewondering what if I’d been gutsy enough to go for what I wanted? So he’s my boss’s best friend. Who cares? I’m not on Flynn’s time right now, and he’s not the boss of my personal life, even if he sometimes thinks he is.
    Fifteen minutes later, the car comes to a halt outside my building, and I’m hit with another unsettling thought—what about the driver? Hayden will expect him to wait, but he doesn’tknow he’s going to be here awhile. What do we do about the driver? I don’t have a backup plan for that plan, and my stomach knots with nerves as Hayden extends his hand to help me out of the car.  
    I take hold of it and don’t let go. I hold his hand into the lobby of my building and in the elevator to my fifth-floor condo. I keep a tight grip on that lifeline to him as we approach my door.
    “I’mreally glad you were there tonight, Addie.”
    “Thanks for inviting me.” New dilemma: how to produce my key without letting go of his hand? That can’t be done, so I reluctantly release him, and he jams his now-free hand into his pants pocket. I unlock my door and take a deep, cleansing breath.  
    Go time .  
    Turning to him, I look up to find his hungry gaze fixed on me, and I take that as the signI need to proceed.
    “Come in.”
    “Oh, um…”
    I take a firm hold of his arm and draw him into my home. He doesn’t resist in any way. Closing the door behind us, I make the snap decision to leave the lights off when I place my hands on his chest and look up at him again. He’s so much taller than me, even with my four-inch heels. I love that he towers over me. I love the idea of being overtaken byhim, surrounded by him.  
    “Addie—”
    Before he can protest or tell me why this is a bad idea, I curl my hand around the back of his neck and rise up, brushing my body against his as I bring his lips down to meet mine. At first, he doesn’t resist. In fact, he actively participates, kissing me back with the same sense of urgency that I’m feeling. I want to shout hallelujah . I’m finally kissing Hayden!But that would require me to stop kissing him, and now that I have him—
    He turns away, breaking the kiss abruptly. “ Addie .”
    “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
    His hands frame my face, his thumbs caressing my skin. “I can’t do this. It wouldn’t be fair.”
    “How would it not be fair when I’m telling you it’s what I want, too?” I use the word “too” intentionally because I can feel the hard lengthof his cock