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man, the same man who asked me to have a three-way with him in the women’s bathroom, still has the power to bring me to my knees with a kiss.
    His hands slide up my back; he opens his mouth wider and deepens the kiss. Allowing me to taste. I moan as my insides tighten and my legs start to turn to mush. I need him so bad. My body needs him. I need to be reminded what loving him feels like. All too soon, he pulls away. “Sorry, Angel, but I gotta go,” he whispers, breathing heavily.
    I slouch back against the counter and watch him leave. The muscles of his back move as he slides his coat over his shoulders. My hands tingle at the thought of touching him. At ripping that white shirt off his body and placing my hands on him. I need him on top of me so badly I can taste it. In a matter of seconds, he’s gone and I sigh.
    I catch sight of Missy walking out of the office now off the phone and I stop her. “Did you talk to Tate?” I ask.
    “I did.” She smiles. “And thanks. Everything is better now.”
    I nod my head at her, not bothering to ask any more questions.
     
     
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    Once I head into the house, I throw my purse along with a jacket on the back of the couch as I walk through the living room. I then kick off my shoes as I make my way down the dark hallway. It’s a little past ten now. Slade had called me earlier and apologized, saying he couldn’t take off early today. He mentioned something about his dad and then said he would call me back. He never did. He did text me that he would pick up Sadey from his parents’ and see me at home later, but that isn’t unusual.
    I come into our bedroom. I come to a stop when I see an open suitcase sitting on the end of our bed. My heart pounds in my chest and a million thoughts are going through my mind at the moment. “Slade?” I all but yell.
    He comes out of our closet. “Shh,” he hushes me as he walks over to the bed and drops a pair of dress slacks into the suitcase. “Sadey is asleep.”
    “What in the hell are you doing?” I ask wide-eyed staring at the suitcase.
    He takes a deep breath and then walks over to me. “I have to leave.”
    “Leave? Where do you have to go?” I don’t remember him ever mentioning traveling with his new company.
    “I’ve been helping my dad on a case.” I look up at him and my confusion grows as he speaks.
    “Case? When did you start helping your dad with a case?” Has he been working cases this entire time? “I don’t understand,” I say trying to figure out what I have been missing. Our lives have changed a lot in the last two years. Our family has grown, and we have started new careers. There are days I wouldn’t see him unless he comes by the bakery for a snack or my cookies. We used to stay up all night having sex; now sex is the last thing on my mind when I lay down at night. My head barely hits the pillow, and I’m out like a light. But that doesn’t mean he can just up and leave without letting me know what the hell is going on.
    He gets my attention as he looks down at me, his big blue eyes are soft, and he runs the back of his hand down my cheek. It’s like he’s trying to soften the disappointment that he knows is about to come. “My dad called me yesterday and wanted me to help him on a case. I wasn’t going to tell him no.”
    I pull away from him in shock. “When were you going to tell me that you were helping him out?” I demand, placing my arms over my chest.
    He runs a hand through his dark hair. “It wasn’t that big of a deal.”
    That’s his excuse for everything lately. He used it for going out to the bar instead of coming home as well, and frankly, I’m tired of hearing it. I stomp over to the bed and point to his open suitcase. “This isn’t a big deal?” I ask and my voice trembles from anger.
    “I have to leave, Angel,” he snaps at me.
    “Why can’t your dad go?”
    He throws his hands out to his side as if that was a horrible suggestion. “Because he put me in