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She was confused for a second but offered me the cup.

“Does that mean you’re still a little monster, or can I stop being scared of you?” I couldn’t help it. I had to tease her.

Her eyes turned to slits.

“It depends,” she snapped.

“On what?” I grinned.

Damn, she was cute.

“On whether you plan on being an ass first thing in the morning.”

I threw my head back and laughed. When I got control over it, a look of wonder was all over Skylar’s face. Fuck me. The need to kiss her was so intense I could almost forget everything I promised to myself I would do before I made her mine.

“So, what’s on the agenda today?”

I asked to distract myself from thinking about kissing her.

Or tasting her.

Or fucking her.

“I have to go to lunch with my aunt and uncle. Then I have to swing by the hotel and get my things. That’s it,” she shrugged. “Nothing much.”

“Oh, and I gotta call Kiki, my cousin. I couldn’t get a hold of her since the wedding,” worry clouded over her features.

“I’m sure she’s fine.” I tried to assure her.

“Yeah,” she was pulling away.

I didn’t want to let her go. I tensed, and she stayed where she was-

“Will you tell me who was on the phone?” she asked shyly.

“Noah Stone, my ex-team leader at SWAT.”

She seemed surprised.

“Why, former?”

“Because both he and I are leaving the force,” I let her go under the excuse of filling up the cup with the second dose.

“Why?” she watched me move around the kitchen.

I didn’t want to keep anything from her, but the reason why I was leaving my job was too much for anyone to hear in the morning, let alone her.

“I will tell you, Bean. Just not right now. It was a difficult situation, one that still follows me, and I’m asking you to give me some time before I reveal uglier things,” I said honestly.

“Okay,” she whispered.

I came to her, leaned in, and kissed her cheek.

“Thank you,” I mumbled.

She wasn’t fast enough to hide her look of disappointment. I smiled to myself.

“I have to go get ready,” she indeed thanked me. And turned to leave.