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Too stuffy.

Too flighty.

Then… magic happened. I foundtheone. That was the one who met me for coffee.

Everson and Shayna pulled into the parking garage at the same time I returned from the interview.

“How’d it go?” Everson asked as Shayna smiled at me before running to the elevator.

“Perfect. Better than perfect. I hired your nanny. I set up a time to meet Shayna tomorrow at eleven. If they hit it off, then it’s a go.”

“Great. Thanks. I appreciate you doing this.”

“My pleasure. This resumé is insane. I’m going to call the references tonight, but I anticipate it being a no-brainer.” I walked toward the door.

“This isn’t some ninety-year-old granny that’s going to leave her teeth on my counter, right?”

I laughed. “Does it really matter what your nanny looks like?”

“No, but just give it to me straight. Is she hot?”

I shook my head. “No comment. See you both tomorrow.” I shoved my key in the lock.

“Wow… just… wow…”I whispered after I typed in thecode to the gate at the end of Cage’s drive. His house was well hidden by tall trees, but once it came into view, I had trouble believing it was the least bit subpar compared to any of his teammates’.

I pulled around the cobblestone circle drive with a fountain in the middle and parked my car. Cage walked out of his ginormous, wooden front door with massive windows on three sides. I snapped my mouth shut before drool made its way down my chin. My heart rate doubled with each step my handsome guy in jeans, a white tee, and bare feet took toward me. His hair looked a little darker blond, like he’d just showered.

I stepped out, slung my bag over my shoulder, and shut the car door. My ridiculous grin had to look as goofy as it felt on my face. “I’m trying to play it cool, but I’m too damn excited to see you.”

He didn’t say anything. He just pulled a notecard from his pocket and held it up.

CHAPTER SIX

Cage grinned and tossed it aside. I made a mental note to get it later because I’d kept all of them, waiting for a shred of recognition to spark in my mind, but in that moment all I could focus on was his hands claiming my face then the kiss that made my legs go boneless.

The hello kiss didn’t stop. It turned into a hungry kiss that saidIwould be dinner. Fine by me.

Grabbing the back of my legs, he lifted me up without breaking our kiss and carried me inside. All I caught were a few blurry images through my peripheral vision as he hauled me down one long, wide hallway and then another. The impact ofa mattress broke our kiss, but he still didn’t say anything.

I swallowed hard as he kept me pinned to the bed with hungry eyes while his hands stayed busy removing my clothes, and my leg. He took it off like removing my shoe, never letting his eyes leave mine.

“Nice place,” I whispered. Crazy nerves.

He shrugged off his shirt, and then unzipped his jeans. “Thank you.” He grinned and all it took were those dimples to make me sit up and scoot to the edge of the bed. They reminded me that three years earlier I fell in love withtheboy. The Cage before me wasallman and there was nothing I wanted more than to show my appreciation forthe man.

I eased his briefs down, exposing his erection. When I looked up at him, his lips parted while his chest slowly rose and fell. There was just something so indescribable—so erotic—about the look in his eyes as I ran my hand down his length. It was desire mixed with pain. It said “you don’t have to,” but at the same time the darkness in his hooded eyes begged me to wrap my lips around him.

His hands threaded through my hair as my tongue eased along his warm flesh. I closed my eyes, seeing flashbacks of his mouth on me—the way he met my gaze with his tongue pressed to me and the way it made me fall to pieces.

The most beautiful surrender.

The heat.

The slow unraveling.

The seduction of tasting someone so intimately—desiring them so completely. I wanted him to feel that—all of it—all of me.

“Fucking hell, Lake…” His face tensed around his heavy eyelids. He pulled back and finished removing his pants before trailing a path with his tongue up the inside of my legs. I leaned back, eyelids feeling as heavy as his looked. Within seconds I cried out, bucking my hips when his tongue found my clit.