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“No,” she giggled, trying to pull away from me.

Getting a grip on her arms, I pulled her out of the pool while she laughed. “Say it again, Angel.”

“I already said it!”

“I ain’t hear you,” I smirked, sitting her on the pool chair and leaning over her. “Say it one more time for me, ma. Please.”

She tucked her lips, putting her pretty dimples on display while shaking her head. For a moment we just stared at each other in complete silence with me tracing her face like I didn’t already have it committed to memory. I swear if someoneblindfolded me, lined me up in front of five women, and told me to pick out Dreka just by how she felt, I’d be able to pick her out every damn time.

“I love you,” she repeated cautiously.

Dropping my lips against hers, I slipped my tongue inside of her mouth and sloppily kissed her. My hands caressed her wet skin and as bad as I wanted to taste and be inside of her, I knew we didn’t have that kind of time. We were staying at my vacation property in the Hamptons, but we had an event to attend in Manhattan, which meant it was gon’ take us closer to three hours to get there.

The Diamond Gala was an annual charity event hosted in August that pulled every heavyweight in the jewelry game under one roof. From street entrepreneurs like me to the quiet billionaires that owned half of New York, the gala was where major deals were solidified. More than just a charity event, The Diamond Gala provided a legitimate cover for money laundering and went off without a hitch every year.

The gala was in its tenth year, and my company was the headlining sponsor for the event. I had a custom canary yellow, twenty-two carat diamond necklace that I namedThe Angel’s Heartspecifically for Drek. She had no idea about it, but she’d find out when it was announced because it was the piece that would close out the auction as the starting bidding price was ten million.

“C’mon,” I stood up with my dick standing, too. Removing my phone from my pocket, I checked the time just to make sure I couldn’t squeeze out an extra twenty minutes. “I want to bend you over and feel them warm walls squeezing my dick, but we can’t be late to the gala.”

She got out of the chair and on her knees immediately, pulling my shorts down to my ankles. “Feel my warm mouth then,” she swirled her tongue around the head, making meclench my teeth together. “You know all I need is ten minutes, tops.”

I couldn’t argue with her because she was right. Drek could have me nutting in one minute flat if she really wanted to. She was the only woman that could. We stared at each other while she gobbled me up, and I fell in love with her a little more. Leaning my head back, I was thankful in that moment that there were trees lining the backyard, but there was at least a mile between my crib and my neighbors anyway.

“Shit, Drek,” I groaned when she started humming. The vibrations were creating a pattern that my heart was starting to match. “Fuck, I love you.”

My phone ringing in my hand was the only thing that pulled my attention away from the nut I was about to bust. Not recognizing the number, I silenced it, placed my hand on the back of her head, and stroked her mouth slow and hard before picking up speed. With our eyes locked on one another, I started to release in her mouth while my phone started ringing again.

“Mmmm shitttttt,” I hummed lowly, my toes damn near gripping the edge of my Gucci slides as the aftershock of the orgasm shot through my body. “That mouth so fuckin’ perfect,” taking a step back, I reached down to help her to her feet. “I love you, Rahdreka Chantal Lombardo,” I professed, kissing her deeply before pulling my shorts up.

“Not the government,” she laughed.

When my phone started ringing for the third time, I figured it had to be someone who knew me. Instructing Drek to go inside since her glam team would be there in less than five minutes, I answered after she walked away.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this Xyleek Chambers?”

Pulling the phone away from my ear, I looked at the number again but didn’t recognize it.“Who’s this?”

“I’m calling from Riverside Regional Medical Center—”

“Is my sister okay? Is my mom okay?”Those were the first two people that came to mind being that I was on their emergency contact list.

“Um, I suppose so. I’m actually calling about Gabriae Kingston.”

Scratching my jaw, I glanced towards the house to make sure Drek had gone inside.“I don’t understand. I don’t have anything to do with Gabriae.”

“You’re listed as her next of kin here in her medical records. Mr. Chambers, Gabriae has been in a serious car accident, and she’s in critical condition.”

“Howcriticalis critical?”

“We have her stabilized for now, but she’s already undergone one surgery. She may need another tomorrow if the doctor doesn’t like the way her x-rays look over the next few hours. She’s currently in ICU,”she divulged information that really didn’t have shit to do with me.

Blowing out an aggravated sigh, there was no question in my mind about what I was going to do. Drek was my first priority. There was no way in hell I was gon’ walk in the crib and tell her some shorty I used to fuck had me listed as her next of kin like I was her husband. That wasnotgon’ end well. It blew my mind that Gab even had me listed in her medical paperwork at all. I fucked with her but having me as next of kin was some nut shit. Even for her.

“There’s nothing I can do about that right now. I’m out of town, and I didn’t even know Gab had me listed as of her next of kin. There’s no one else you can call?”I looked toward the house one more time.

“No. You’re the only person listed.”