56.

Sweetness of her juices.

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Aiden managed to walk back into the ballroom but his mind was torn, about Alex . About Kate.

It’s literally more about Kate. Fuck! That trickle of familiarity. That sweetness of her sex that makes him feel they’ve been intimate before now.

It hammers in his head like a roaring bell. He can’t scratch it off. Her soft mewls of pleasure, it was all too familiar but his mind doesn’t clue him in.

Had he had Kate before?

Where?

How?

His mind reeled with questions. Kate felt like his home, just like her.

No. No. Kate had revived those feelings he killed after Cheska suddenly evaporated from his

life…their life. Cheska left him torn, broken, pieced. He was a broken at her sudden disappearance. He thought she was dead but nothing proved she did die.

What Cheska did made him close off. It made him kill whatever part of him that hungers for emotions, for love. Affection. Intimacy.

It was after Cheska's disappearance that they became