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I kissed her soft lips before pulling free from her tight confines and rolling onto my back in her bed. She snuggled against me, and Cole was quick to join us.

“Today was a good day,” he said softly. “We needed this.”

“We did,” I agreed, bringing Rosalie’s free hand to my lips and kissing it. She let out a contented hum, making me smile. Life had been too rough lately. Some days I woke up wondering if it would be the day I’d finally lose my damn mind. Then I’d see her, and everything would be OK again. Every dark thought in my head was obliterated whenever she was with me. She was the cure for my disease.

“I could stay here forever,” Cole continued.

The bedroom door creaked open, and Enzo stepped into the room.

“Cole, I need you,” Enzo called out.

“Fucking hell.” Cole let out a groan and rubbed his eyes. “Is it life or death? I’m a little busy here.”

“I’m sure Sunshine will understand.” Enzo let out a soft chuckle. “Right, baby?”

“Mm, no, but I’ll permit it.” She rolled over and kissed Cole. He let out another groan as she teased him beneath the covers.

“E, can you join us?” Enzo asked, stepping deeper into the room.

I shared Cole’s sentiments, but I sighed and scooted out of bed, but not before Rosalie scrambled back to kiss me again. I planted my lips firmly on hers, not wanting to leave her side but knowing the sooner I left, the quicker I could come back. Hopefully.

With a sigh, I forced myself away from her and grabbed my clothes before pulling them back on while Cole dressed on the other side of the bed, grumbling the entire time.

Enzo moved to the bed and kissed Rosalie, making her moan softly as he lightly traced along her pussy with his finger.

“I’ll make it up to you later,” he said before pulling away amid a soft sigh from her. He chuckled before going to the door. I turned long enough to take in my girl, my heart thrumming happily as she gave me her sweet smile.

“Love you, sweetheart,” I called out before following Enzo and Cole to the office. Once we were there, I sank onto the couch next to Cole while Enzo took his chair. Fox was still gone doing his football stuff, and I knew Enzo would catch up with him later.

“What’s so important you had to ruin my evening?” Cole asked as he sat forward on his cushion.

“Vander Veer. He wants to meet us tomorrow night at the club. I agreed.”

My guts tightened at his words.

“Why?” Cole demanded. “We just gave that fuck a whole shit ton of sugar. What does he need now?”

“I expect he’s trying to work his way into our good graces, but that’s a bonus for us if we can reel him in,” Enzo answered. “Plus, he’s bringing clients in. We can’t really turn that down.”

“We can,” I said, clenching my hands into fists. “We don’t need him?—”

“We do. He has the weapons we need. The pull?—”

“He has an insane daughter who makes my fucking skin crawl and nightmares look like a goddamn cakewalk,” I snapped back, aiming my glare on Enzo. “I’m not going.”

Enzo studied me for a moment. “E, man, you’re the sugar daddy. We need you on this. Just get through the transaction. An hour tops, then you can come home. I promise.”

I ground my teeth together. “This isn’t what I want.”

“What do you want?” Enzo frowned at me. “I thought our goal was to be at the top.”

I sighed, feeling agitated. “It is, but…”

I didn’t know what else to say. Eating shit was part of the game. I knew that. The problem was that I didn’t realize how fast I’d get full.

“I don’t want to be around Celeste,” I admitted softly. “I can’t be around that girl. She makes me sick.”

“I know,” Enzo said gently. “With any luck, she won’t be there. And if she is, we’ll keep her away. You can leave.”