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Addy knelt in front of him,pleased to see him so wrung out.

He blinked at her. “Holy shit.”

She smiled.

“You are one deadly woman.”

“Deadly. Not sure if I like that description.”

Noel weakly put a hand over hers. “Trust me. It’s a compliment.”

She laughed. “I think I tired you out.”

“Damn. You might have. But I won’t leave you high and dry.” He had a gleam in his eyes shedidn’t trust.

And she shouldn’t have. Because he had her on her back, his hands and mouth everywhere. And then he showed her that his fingers could work the same magic as his mouth as he brought her to a quick yet earth-shattering orgasm.

When she could breathe again, she found him looking down at her, a man well satisfied. “So we’ve hit two out of three.” He smiled wide. “Don’tworry, honey. I’m going to tap that fine ass soon enough. How about we clean up and get some rest first?”

She nodded, done in, and let him tend to her.

Then she slept in his arms, and the feeling of warmth and comfort turned their sexy night into something a lot deeper.

When Addy wokethe next morning, Noel tightened his arm around her waist. “I need the bathroom,”she whispered, and he immediately let go and turned onto his back, still sleeping.

Addy used the facilities then checked the time. Seven in the morning. She wanted to do something nice for Noel. Last night had been more than she could have imagined. Somehow lust had turned into what felt like love. Crazy and overemotional. She’d make sure to talk herself off the ledge as soon as their mini-vacationended. Later today.

For now she’d bask in the feeling. She tiptoed back into the room, quickly threw her clothes on, and stared at him. Even asleep he looked hard, unrelenting.

Her entire body quivered, and she smiled. She walked over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. To her surprise, he wrapped an arm around her and tugged her into bed, where he gave her a thorough kiss.

“Wow,” she said when he eased up. “Not even a bad case of morning breath. That was great.”

He gave a gravelly chuckle. “I popped a mint while you were in the bathroom.”

“Cheater.”

“You’d rather I hit you with my dragon breath?”

Addy scrunched her nose. “Ew. Good point.” She scrambled off the bed and saw him lying there, lounging like a giant cat pretending tobe tame. She swallowed a lovesick sigh. “Because you’ve been so nice to me, I’m going to get us a treat. Don’t move. I’ll be right back!”

“Wait. Addy—”

She grabbed the keycard off the counter, as well as her purse. Speeding out before he got up and wasn’t so naked anymore, she texted him from the elevator to relax and wait for her. In the lobby she asked the concierge about the bestplace to get something for breakfast.

Heading for Morning Josefine, an amazing patisserie, she hurried in the brisk fall morning air but fortunately only had to wait in a short line.

After purchasing two coffees and a bag of goodies, she walked back the way she’d come. An incoming alert on her phone had her pausing to read a text from…Deacon?

Odd. She read the message, askingher to meet him in a store that happened to be a few doors down. An emergency, he’d said, so she’d save her questions as to how he’d known where they were staying until she saw him. Hopefully the baby was okay. She fumbled with the bag and coffee but managed to text him back. Then she turned and sought out a storefront with the black and gold sign on the front.

She found it over what lookedlike an abandoned storefront, one that had gone out of business. The blinds were all closed, hiding the store from sight. Even the front door had a length of curtain hiding the interior. She put the coffee holder down on the ground and knocked at the door.

“Deacon?” She turned the knob, not expecting it to be open, and it turned. She grabbed her coffee and walked inside.

The placehad been a restaurant or deli of some kind, because there were still tables and stools and counters in place, though dust covered the surfaces. She set down her stuff and shut the door after her.

But the interior looked too dark, with only slivers of morning light filtering in from the front blinds. “Deacon?” she called again, then turned to open a set of blinds so she could see.