Page 73 of Long for Me

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Page 73 of Long for Me

She shrugged and reached for her puffy winter coat draped over the chair. Pushing her arm through the sleeve, she said, “We owe Rebecca a dinner of rack of lamb for being brave enough to come to Luminous on New Year’s. Things have been so busy, Shawn hasn’t gotten around to it, but I’d love it if you joined us tomorrow night.” She winked.

My heart almost burst through my chest and I grinned.

“Are you saying what I think you are?”

“I’m simply inviting you to dinner.”

“I see. I made plans with Simon and Chloe for tomorrow afternoon.”

She shrugged joyfully. “No biggie. I’ll tell Shawn to buy more lamb.”

I examined her briefly to try to get to her motive. “Shawn’s cooking?”

“Ah, yes.” She walked up to me and patted my cheek. The move so out of the norm for a sub, my eyes widened. “He’s very good at knowing how to set something on fire at the perfect temperature.”

I barked out a laugh. “That’s disgusting, Miranda.”

“It was the best I could do.” She opened the door and looked at me over her shoulder. “We’ll see you tomorrow.” Her eyes went over my shoulder and then her gaze returned to me, voice lowering, eyes no less excited. “I meant what I said. Don’t hurt her.”

The door closed behind her and I spun on my heels as Rebecca stepped into the living room.

And instantly, every breath, everything that made me the self-assured man that I was, plummeted to the floor like it never existed.

Holy fuck, she was magnificent.


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