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He finished shedding his coat, and she went to work on his shirt buttons. Already she was aching for his body, his lovemaking, imagining how much more amazing it would be now with nothing holding either of them back. “Then I guess all I can do is try,” she smiled.

His skin was fiery hot under his shirt, and as she smoothed her hands down his chest and abdomen, his breathing hitched. She gently pushed him down on the sofa and the feral heat in his eyes ignited her lust. She took off her sweater and climbed in his lap, raking her hands in his hair, gazing in those bright blue eyes. She kissed his brow, the top of his cheek, his nose, as he whispered her name.

While his palms slid up her back, she moved her hips, could feel his erection, and her need for him wetted her panties. His grip tightened and he thrust up with a moan, pressing his cock harder at her sex. He shook, digging his fingers in her back. Brushing her lips on his, she teased him, even though she knew he was on the brink.

His fingers started at the hook of her bra and she pulled back. “Wait.”

“Wait?” His voice was rough. “Baby, why?”

“There’s one more thing.” She set her palms on his shoulders. “I love you. And I know you were only being practical and thoughtful offering to find me a new apartment, and offset the cost so I could move closer to you, but I’ll never be okay with that. You paying my bills, even in the smallest amount. Okay?”

“Woman, you drive me wild.” He locked her in his arms, and pushed off the sofa. She gave a yelp at the sudden move and he tapped her butt as she wrapped her legs around him. “We’ll talk about that later,” he asserted, marching to the bedroom.

He shifted her higher with her face hovering above his. Nose-to-nose with him, she asked, “What do you mean we’ll talk about it later? There’s nothing to discuss.”

“Have you signed a lease yet?”

“No.”

He grinned up at her. “Then the conversation is not over. As I said, later, but you might as well know now you’re moving in with me.”

Did she hear him right? “What! Logan, I can’t.”

“Why not? I want you near me every night and I want to start that as soon as possible. I love you Jordana and you love me. The timing is perfect. You need a new place and I have rooms galore. The more I think about it…” He stopped at the edge of her bed and gently laid her down, “the more I don’t see any other way. Move in with me. Or I’ll move in with you. Except, I have no idea where we’re going to put my piano.”

“I…”

He kissed her neck, held her down, and mimicked rocking inside her. “Move in with me.”

She briefly closed her eyes, unable to think or make any decisions, let alone a major one like that. “I’ll…oh God,” she breathed as he cupped her breast. “I’ll th-think about it.”

“No,” he stated, voice thick and raspy with lust, “tell me now.”

“Logan.” It came out as half-plea, half-surrender. “This isn’t fair. You can’t expect me to make a decision like this without, oh,” she groaned as he slid a hand under her leggings and inside her panties. “without thinking it th-through.” She groped for his pants, beginning to unbuckle them. Once he was inside her, he’d drop the subject.

Suddenly, he pulled out of her arms and stood. “I won’t touch you until you agree to it.” There was a mischievous glint in his eye.

She sat up on her elbows. “Why you…that’s blackmail!”

“Actually more like extortion. Blackmail is when one person threatens to reveal information about another that is socially damaging or embarrassing, but extortion is form of theft, when one obtains something through coercion.”

How did they go from getting hot and heavy to defining legal jargon? She kicked at him playfully. “Either way, moving in together is a big deal. I don’t think you’ve really considered what it means, Logan.”

“I know what it means.” He crossed his arms, and she tried to hide her smile. “I know what I want, and when I want something, I don’t see the point in wasting time. Life is short and it took me way too long to find you.” He shrugged. “I told you I was relentless. Or was it ruthless?”

A bubble laughter escaped. “You’re a bit of both.” There was a worry in his eyes, worry she’d say no. She reached for his hands and held them, swallowing at the small lump in her throat. Once again, she had to make a choice. She should’ve known he would want everything once he gave her his heart. His gaze softened as he looked at her, with a tinge of fear and vulnerability, and how much he loved her. “Okay,” she spoke so quietly, she wasn’t sure he heard it. “I’ll move in with you.”

Crawling back on the bed, he covered his body on hers, grinning so big his dimples deepened as he dipped his head and kissed her long and hard. “See how easy it is to do things my way?”

She laughed, dropping her head back. “Oh Logan…” Her heart expanded full and whole, unsure how she could ever be as happy as she was in that moment. And then he kissed her, undressed her, and claimed her soul with breathless ease and she knew her happiest moments were only just beginning.

The End

Coming Soon in The Priceless Collection

Book Two

PEARLS & PERSUASION

Summer 2015

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Angelita has an obsession with romance stories and feeds it on the daily. She writes contemporary, paranormal, and fantasy romance, and loves to read historical. If she could travel back in time, she’d attend a ball in Regency England in a fabulously wicked red gown, dancing with the most handsome rogue in the room. This shameless romantic adores a good scandal, chocolate martinis, vintage couture, true crime documentaries, and ballet. To her, reading romance is and should be a sensational escape, with visceral emotion, a dash of drama, and the coveted Happily Ever After. She loves to hear from readers and vows to keep on writing…even if there’s a zombie apocalypse.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, or businesses are either the product of the author’s imagination or used for fictitious purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, actual events or locales is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without express written permission of the author.