Tempting Mr. Salvatore

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ough the comfortable silence that enveloped us. I flinched, and Dante frowned, surprised to hea

g a quick, distracted kiss to my lips before m

e crease between his brows deepened, and in that subtle change, I sensed something had shifted

slipped my lingerie back on, my s

red. But it took only a second for the tension to settle

nt. He came back to me, a flicker of regret in his gaze. "I'm so

ering kiss on my lips. There was tenderness in

's okay with your son," I said, trying to i

a family. And if he had a son...

Dante moved with quiet urgency, clearly anxious. I followed hi

n of a few minutes. What began as pleasure

hought, heat rus

ut the mysterious girlfriend he had been hiding. And re

bitter irony, ha

ealous of Lucas. Not a

f in my chest like a stone. It

o help you?" I asked, hoping

of selfishness I couldn't blame myself for, given how little I truly

surprise. He pulled me into his arms with force and kissed me deep

n," he whispered, resting his foreh

nocent act of touching his face suddenly felt m

nly one other person had ever

ough my hair, or showered me with compliment

a crossroads, unsure

had no right to entertain, I reminded myself o

t a one-ni

il it sank in. But I couldn't lie... Dante had been so kind, so respectful, that

ed I might have stepped into something far

before taking you home?" Dante asked,

was practically itching. "I don't mean

n. Curiosity gnawed

e called, but I think it's just procedur

I mumbled, the thou

nte added with a wide smile, am

h relief. "So, our date en

the mood. Dante chuck

he police station's parking lot. "You can wait here, if you'd like. I'll just go

. But what I saw through the window a

where he immediately began arguing with a man aro

younger man

l it took

damage w

s Lucas'