<b>Chapter </b><b>35 </b>


    Harper


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    Around 9 in the morning, I stepped out of the shower in nothing but a towel, looking around to check if Maddox had returned, but he was still downstairs.


    I’d woken up alone in his bed, my body a little sore from the wild night we’d shared.


    My dress and underwear were on the same chair we’d fucked on and my mind took me back to the moment when I straddled him and he thrust from below.


    Biting my lip as I thought about just how wet I was, I stretched out my arm to reach for my clothes when the bedroom door swung open.


    He stood right in the doorway, dropping his gaze to my legs.


    “You’re up,” he said.


    I felt like he had already stripped me naked with his bare eyes and that made me tighten the grip on my towel.


    “Clearly,” I said.


    He stepped further inside and closed the door, then came so close that his chest almost came in contact with mine and I could feel the heating off his body. I spotted a subtle lip bite, making me swallow hard. I was aware that I was standing there, practically naked in front of him.


    “I just checked downstairs and there’s gonna be so much cleaning,” he said, still looking at every inch of me instead of anywhere else in the room. “There are so many popped balloons and empty bottles on the floor. Someone decided to smear some cake on the wall. I didn’t even dare open the fridge in the kitchen. I’ll probably find a shoe in there.”


    My lips curved into a smile just to shut out the memory of his hands on my body. “You sound like a guy with experience.”


    I expected an immediate reply. Instead, what I got was silence and we stood there for a few seconds. His gaze briefly dropped to my bare thighs again and I forgot how to breathe. Maybe it was because I could still feel him kissing and licking them.


    Then, as if nothing was happening, he stepped back and said, “You’re lucky you get to leave in your own clothes this time.”


    I smacked my lips, like I was disappointed that he was leaving like that after teasing me so hard without even touching me.


    “It’s only because you were careful this time.”


    “Just so we’re clear,” he paused with a smirk. “I only did it so you don’t walk out of here in another pair of my clothes<b>.” </b>


    “Like they’re anything special.” I rolled my eyes.


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    He scoffed. “You know they are. When you’re done here,e downstairs for breakfast or to carry a trashbag.”


    And with that, he closed the door behind him, leaving me standing in ce like I was waiting for something else to happen.


    It was only after I told myself he wasn’ting back that I reached for my clothes and dropped the towel to the floor.


    After that moment when I danced with him even after I’d gotten back at Tiffany, he was maic again and I had no regrets abouting upstairs with him. He made me feel like he hadn’t fucked in a while when he rushed me into his room and had me right against the door with my hands resting on it. We had taken it from there, to the chair, to the bed and finally, to the gym. That was thest ce and only after he hade back from downstairs to check on who was still at the party.


    We fucked like we were saying goodbye.


    After putting on my dress, I came back to the bathroom, drying my hair while looking in the mirror. The air blew my hair upwards, exposing every hickey on my neck. I knew I would have to dab a lot of powder around that area and I didn’t mind.


    I wondered if Grayson had watched me go up the stairs with Maddox. For someone who’d kept watching me dance, I was certain he did and it didn’t matter to me what he thought about it.


    Maddox pulled up to my ce in his car and my immediate expectation was that he would step out and open the door for me, but he caught me off guard when he turned towards me, his arm resting on the steering wheel. He slowly dragged his gaze all over me and it was the kind of look that made me want to press my thighs together.


    “The Bary twins seem to be so into your friends,” he said.


    “They told you that?” I chuckled nervously.


    “I’ve known them for years,” he said casually. “This is the longest they’ve been with someone after meeting at a party. Anyway, your car will be here soon. A few more hours to go and I’ll be off to the airport. You’re gonna be okay?”


    “Are you worried about me?” I gave a small teasing smile.


    “I’m leaving, but Grayson and Tiffany are still here.”


    My smile faded at how right he was about that.


    I didn’t even get the chance to think about it much as he gently ced his hand on my thigh, making me close my eyes with a gasp.


    “If you ever need to blow off some steam…” he trailed off.


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    I opened my eyes with a chuckle, using that to hide how his touch made me feel. He didn’t have to say anything more for me to figure out what he was trying to say.


    “You make it sound like it’s a service.” My voice was barely above a whisper.


    “It is and it’s exclusive.” His grip on my thigh tightened possessively. “No one else is allowed in.”


    Even though I closed my eyes again, the casual arrogance in his tone made me want to tell him he had no right to be so full of himself, but all that came out was silence. My body was locked in on his touch.


    “I keep saying if you ever need to blow off some steam, but one day,” he paused, just to lean forward and his lips were now close to the side of my face, “I’ll be the one to call you. And when I do…” His hand slipped toward my inner thigh. “You’lle. No hesitation.”


    I should’ve told him that I wasn’t his booty call, but he had been there for me when I wanted to forget about Grayson and my broken heart on more than one asion. And the picture in my head of him calling me, of me showing up, was already too exciting.


    Suddenly, he pulled back his hand from my thigh and it felt like something important was now missing from my body to make me feel whole again. My mind had taken it that far.


    It was always so easy to lose control around him when he was in that mode that made me want to surrender, so I cleared my throat topose myself, then spoke casually like he hadn’t just done things to me with his gaze, touch and words.


    “You keep saying all this when you know you’re leaving San Francisco. It’s not like you’ll be right next door. You’re going to London.”


    With a smug expression, he said. “I’ll be the one to handle that part. You only need to follow my lead. Got it?”


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