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I didn’t say a word, just looked up at him, my eyes full of longing, making no effort to hide it.

Edward let out a helpless, indulgent laugh and gave my waist a teasing squeeze. “So, who’s the real liar here?”

“Me!” I confessed right away, grinning without a hint of shame.

Edward’s eyes sparkled with even more amusement as he pinched my chin. “Honestly, I just can’t win with you.”

I leaned in and pressed a kiss right on his Adam’s apple. That was clearly his weakness–he shuddered all over, and in the next instant, he flipped the script, pinning me down with that irresistible, commanding energy of his.

An hour later, after a wild, intense session, I was lying in the bathtub, the warm water wrapping around me like a cozy blanket, my body and mind blissfully relaxed.

I was so wiped out that I didn’t even want to move my fingers. I just let my arm rest on the edge of the tub, leaned my head back, and let my long, dark hair spill softly down.

Edward finally found my hair tie on the bed and walked into the bathroom, wearing a white bathrobe.

He crouched down behind me and, with the utmost tenderness, tied up my long hair for me.

“Are you done with your bath?” Edward asked softly.

“I’m gonna stay in here a little longer,” I said, savoring the peaceful moment.

my forehead gently. “Alright, just holler if you need

up and touched my head, realizing he’d actually been

long time soaking in the tub, just thinking. If Edward really wanted to give me

way longer than love ever does. Only naive women believe

bring him emotional value–someone to have fun with, keep him

that in mind, I stopped overthinking it. Marriage wasn’t for me, but having a good time? That, I could definitely

rich, and at the top of his game, right in his golden years–if I’m not the one keeping him company, he’ll just

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for life, I’ll stick around

came out, I saw Edward out on the balcony, talking on the phone. He looked pretty

flopped onto the couch and checked

tomorrow either. While I had some downtime, I reviewed

came back inside. Seeing me quietly sitting on the couch, he sat down next to me and said in a low voice, “Mariah wants me to fly back home for a bit. She

guard,

around my shoulders and whispered, “Mariah’s a really open–minded lady. Don’t worry, she won’t give you a