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He stepped away and Marcos took his place, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Have fun this weekend. Try to relax.”

“Thank you. I love you,” I murmured and kissed him sweetly.

“I can’t wait till you get home.” He groaned against my lips.

I giggled and slowly pulled away. “You guys gonna pick me up Sunday?”

“Nah, you can ride home with Kara. One of her guys will follow you. Don’t leave the hotel this weekend. Even if you want to go out, stay on site. There’s enough restaurants and things to do here.”

“Yes, sir.” I smirked and backed away.

“Fucking hell, Mi Vida,” Marcos groaned.

My girls all laughed, Kara included, and we waved to the guys. I gave Luke a big hug and kiss and then the girls and I were headed inside where a concierge was waiting for us to start a magical weekend.

Once the girls and I had all claimed our rooms in the penthouse suite that we’d been given in the prestigious as hell hotel, we settled around the living room with a tray of charcuterie and glasses full of liquor. “OK, so catch me up! I haven’t seen you guys in a year,” I said turning to Stephanie and Karma. “I mean, we’ve talked, but damn, I haven’t seen you guys!”

“Well, running from a stalker kinda takes precedent—trust me, I know,” Stephanie shot back.

The girls groaned in unison. “Fucking hell, I know man. But what about those hot as fuck body guards?” I asked.

“I thought you were trying for something with them?” Kara pressed.

“Yeah, that Noah sure was a sexy fucker,” Karma laughed.

Stephanie frowned and took a long pull from her drink.

“Oh no, what happened?” I asked, sensing her turmoil.

“After I talked to you, Kara, I tried to make a move. I wore skimpier workout clothes and afterwards I would make my protein shake still dripping sweat…it seemed to be working. They were definitelyaffected,” Stephanie hedged.

I bit my lip to keep from interrupting my friend. I had a feeling I knew exactly where my shy, introverted friend was going with her story.

“Noah and I had sex one night,” Stephanie hedged.

We cheered and toasted to her.

She shook her head, blushing.

“And?” Slade prompted.

“And it was fantastic, amazing, so fucking hot. Like all the adjectives. It was the middle of the night, I was digging deepinto your dad’s files,” she turned to Kara, “and needed to work out. Afterwards, I was getting a drink of water in the kitchen, and Noah was on patrol or I startled him or something. I don’t know.” She shook her head and took another pull from her drink.

“And thennnn,” Slade prompted again with a grin.

“And then I asked him why he wouldn’t kiss me. Fuck, you know how I get when I’m annoyed. I run my mouth and shit just comes out. I was blunt, and he seemed to like that. I mean our faces were inches from each other. Then he said he needed to remain professional on the job, that he—they—didn’t date clients. I told him I didn’t give a fuck and kissed him.” Stephanie groaned and buried her face in her hands. “And then we had the best sex of my life. As soon we finished, like he was still fucking inside me, he said that it was mistake—”

We all booed loudly.

“Yeah. He said it was a mistake and that he didn’t date clients. He made me promise not to tell the other guys too.” Stephanie sighed heavily. “I still feel like an idiot.”

I shook my head immediately. “Don’t you dare feel like an idiot!” I growled, rising to the defense of my friend. “That was a bullshit move. Fuck that guy.”

“That was a dick move,” Kara said. “I get being professional, but he didn’t have to hurt you like that.”

“They’re just so straightlaced,” Stephanie groaned.

“I was going to say, ‘leave it to Stephanie to find the one man who wouldn’t break the rules’, but that was not what I was expecting.” Karma shook her head.