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abruptly. “What about Olivia and Hunter? I need to let her know I’m leaving.”
    “I’ll take care of it.” I yank my cell phone out and shoot Hunter a quick text. “All set. Now let’s go.”
    We weave our way outside and wait by the curb to grab a taxi. When I glance over at Vanessa, she’s flipping her hair around her finger, lip caught between her teeth.
    “You anxious, Blondie?” I whisper in her ear, grazing the shell with my tongue. She takes a hard swallow and nods her head.
    “Good. I want you anxious.”

 
     
     
    His breath in my ear makes me hot all over and he smells heavenly, like sandalwood and man. All man. God, he has absolutely no idea how anxious I am. I’m ready to rip his clothes off right here. That’s how badly I want him. He’s so ridiculously sexy. That dark brown hair. Those bourbon-colored eyes. Lips that felt perfect moving against mine. And his muscled body that I want to run my tongue over. I’m trying to shut my mind off, but it’s impossible. Even when he was pissing me off at the bar, there was no denying my attraction for him.
    I don’t know why I told him anything about my mother, though. I’m usually very close-lipped about my personal life and my family history. Olivia has been witness to that over the past eight years. Although, she’s always been the only one who could pry it out of me. The fact that I was so transparent to him made me feel off-balance. But when I saw understanding in his eyes, it was the first time I felt like somebody really got me.
    I’m pressing my legs together as we wait for the taxi. My panties are already wet and if his tongue comes anywhere near me again, they just might combust. Luckily, the taxi pulls up and we climb inside.
    After giving the driver his address, he slides next to me, hooking an arm over my shoulder. His other hand finds its way to my leg, and I shiver when his finger lightly sketches patterns on my bare knee. I can’t think straight. My brain is short-circuiting, lost in a haze of lust, so turned on I’d be willing to have him take me right here. Yes, right in the back seat of this filthy taxi. The thought actually turns me on more.
    I subtly open my legs, hoping he might take the hint and move his hand where I really need it. Instead, he continues to drive me crazy with his calloused finger circling just above my knee.
    His warm breath fans my neck, and I bite back the noise that wants to escape when his tongue makes contact with that sensitive spot behind my ear. “You taste so good,” he murmurs, “and I bet you’re already wet for me.”
    “Beyond wet,” I whisper back, not wanting the taxi driver to hear and think that I’m a sex-crazed freak, even though I feel like one.
    Rex inhales a jagged breath, his hand finally wandering higher up my thigh. “I can’t wait until my tongue can find out just how much,” he says quietly. And when I glance up at him, his eyes denote a hunger that lights a flame inside of me. One that’s been buried for quite some time.
    I press my lips together, staring out the window in an attempt to distract myself. My skin tingles with anticipation as I try to rein in my breathing that is currently out of control. But I don’t have to wait too long. Within minutes, the taxi pulls up in front of his building.
    Rex pays the driver and practically jerks me from the seat, latching onto my hand as we fly into the building like two sex-starved lunatics. He hesitates the moment we enter the glass door, glancing up at the flight of stairs then back to me. With a devious grin, he scoops me up under my knees and I let out a yelp of surprise.
    “Ahh! What on earth are you doing, Rex?” I laugh, my head dropping back.
    He continues striding up the stairs with purpose. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
    “Why are you carrying me? I can walk, you know.”
    “Blondie, shut up and kiss me,” he demands. “I need motivation for climbing.”
    My mouth lands on his, taking small