You can do this, Tamsyn, she told herself fiercely. You’ve had a lifetime of pretending everything’s okay. Of acting like it doesn’t matter when other people judge you, or look down their noses at you.
‘Yes, I’m fine,’ she said, then cleared her throat. ‘Did I see your father arrive?’
‘You did.’ An odd expression darkened his face. ‘But he couldn’t stay.’
‘Oh? Was he—?’
‘I don’t want to talk about my father, Tamsyn,’ he interrupted, and suddenly his voice sounded urgent. ‘I just want to be alone with you.’
Her heart felt like it wanted to break when she heard the note of hunger she heard in his voice, but she couldn’t stop herself from responding to it. ‘Xan,’ she said, mock-sternly. ‘We have guests.’
‘I don’t care about the guests.’ His voice dipped. ‘There’s only one thing I care about right now.’
His smile was hard and his eyes gleamed with an unspoken message. It reminded her that Xan remained a man who always got what he wanted, and right now he wanted sex. Tamsyn shivered as he traced a finger down her arm, knowing she should refuse to go along with it, especially in view of what his father had said earlier.
You get what you pay for.
But her mind was made up. She wasn’t going to ruin the night by dwelling on the negative and besides, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Maybe even more. Xan had no idea this was going to be the last time, but she did—and wasn’t it crazy not to want to make the most of every precious second with him?
‘Then what are we waiting for?’ she questioned huskily, as she went into his warm and waiting arms.
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