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bit more intense than I was comfortable with. “Alright, well I should go. I have to get things together for my meeting tomorrow. Good night, Starburst.”
    “Starburst?”
    I smiled and pointed at the empty wrappers strewn on the comforter next to her. “Yeah, Starburst.” Her eyes met mine and then she graced me with the softest of smiles. I think she liked her new nickname. And I couldn’t argue that it wasn’t appropriate.
    Everything seemed to be going perfectly.

     
    I was surprised to find the penthouse dimly lit when I pushed back the door. It had been a long five hour flight back to DC, and I was just glad to be off the plane.
    “Brooklyn?” I called from the front door, pulling my key out of the lock.
    “In the kitchen!” she hollered back. I followed the delicious aroma from the doorway into the kitchen.
    “Hey,” I breathed. The sight of my girl perched on the kitchen counter in purple lingerie had me damn near speechless. I walked over to where she was propped on the counter.
    “I see you’ve been busy. Smells good.” I placed my hands on each of her thighs, caressing her skin softly.
    “Yeah I thought I’d whip something up” she breathed. Now it was her turn to be breathless. She’d definitely caught me off guard with her secret seduction. The closer I was to her, I could tell that was the more she needed me.
    I took her into my arms, kissing her deeply. I kissed her as if we hadn’t seen eachother in months, not days. This was the moment I’d been fantasizing about for the last seventy two hours—when I’d get to have her back in my arms.
    Brooklyn wrapped her legs tightly around me and I let out a low growl. Just feeling her near me did insane things to me. Brooklyn was fucking sexy in so many more ways than one. I lifted her off the counter and headed towards the living room.
    “No dinner?” she mumbled against my lips.
    “The only thing I want at this moment is you. Only you.”
     

     
    “Glad you aren’t mad at me anymore” I said, sliding open the shower glass door. We’d headed out to my place in McLean earlier in the day and tonight I’d finally get to see just how beautiful Brooklyn would look in the dress Alex picked for her.
    Just an hour earlier , I thought the night would be derailed after my dad showed up unexpectedly wanting to talk business. After he left, I was a little too short with Brooklyn when she asked about me and my dad’s relationship. Honestly, I should’ve known that would happen. My dad was nothing if he wasn’t charismatic. Everybody loved him. He certainly had the gift of gab. But I guess that was the problem. Everyone knew him for his charm and wit as a business man…not for the mistakes he made as a father. But as soon as Brooklyn stomped out the front door to get some air, I knew I’d screwed up.
    What she didn’t understand was that I didn’t want to cry over spilled milk. I just wanted to make my actions mean something. I’d be damned if I ever gave my dad the satisfaction of knowing that he’d scarred me with his words the night he blamed me for the car accident that took my grandparents away. In my mind, talking about all that shit amounted to nothing but more shit that I didn’t want to deal with. Keeping our differences at bay was something I’d gotten relatively good at. I guess that’s why I snapped on Brooklyn—I never wanted to appear weak in front of her, or anyone else.
    I let Brooklyn blow off some steam before going after her. By the time I found her she had reeled in her temper and things were back on track. 
    Brooklyn turned towards me, “You make that kind of hard to do…you know, with all your charm and wit…and all your nakedness” she joked.
    “Need a hand?”
    “Hmm…I don’t know? Let me think…” she said, offering a sultry smile.
    “You know you don’t really get a say, right?” I laughed, stepping into the shower and sliding the glass doors closed behind me.
    “Figured as much.” Brooklyn