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probably know what you’re getting in to before you agree.”
    “Are they the family?” she asks with a devious whisper.
    I bark out a laugh. “Do I look Italian?”
    “No . . .”
    “That’s because I’m not. Have you heard of Carsen Capital?”
    “Who hasn’t?” she says, resting her chin on my chest again, my hand now stroking her hair.
    “Cade Carsen II is my father.”
    Her eyes widen and she nods. “Right.” She drops back onto the bed, leaning down on an elbow, her body still plastered to mine tits to thighs and every good place in between.
    Her eyes start dancing. “So Mommy and Daddy want a good, wholesome girl for their son.”
    “Sons—plural. My sister bucked the trend and got married before the family could meddle, and my brother, Cameron, is deployed. But it seems that now I’ve finished my training and have a successful career, apparently it’s time to find a suitable wife,” I say, unable to hide the hint of resentment in my voice.
    She scoffs. “The sex is out of this world, Cade, but you’re not gonna put a ring on it.”
    I laugh, a deep honest-to-God laugh. She’s a like a breath of fresh air.
    “That’s good, Spitfire, because I’m far from ready to take that step with anyone.”
    “Although I’d entertain a cock ring,” she says, biting her lip and bringing my attention to her mouth. My cock twitches against her thigh, and her mouth curves into a knowing smile.
    “Someone else likes that idea, too.” I grin and lift my head to brush my lips against hers again, loving the feel of her.
    “We can discuss that option later. So you want me to be your plus one?”
    “I’d like to kill two birds with one stone. First, I’ve been waiting far too long time to get to know more about you than how you sound when you come.” Her eyes widen, but I forge on. “And secondly, if I brought my own date, Mom might get the hint and back off.”
    “What you’re saying is you want me to be your fake girlfriend.”
    Why does that sound so fucking wrong?
    I flip her over onto her back and press my now hard cock into her soft body, loving the way her eyes flash with heat.
    “I work a hell schedule. I haven’t had time to date,” I explain.
    “Explains the ten months between shared orgasms.”
    I snort. “I didn’t have your number.”
    “I didn’t have yours either,” she counters.
    “How about this? We know the sex is hot. Why don’t we keep doing that and while that happens, you accompany me to any events I’m forced to attend by my parents? No pressure, and no expectations.”
    “There should at least be the expectation of naked gratitude. I’ve gotta get something out of this.”
    I thrust my hips against her as my answer, and a breathy sigh escapes her lips.
    “Why are you being forced?”
    I drop my lips to the valley between her breasts and place a gentle kiss there. “Because my father is running for mayor, and his family is expected to be at his side.”
    “I’d be like the mother buffer, then?” she asks, her voice sounding breathy as I drag my mouth up her chest to her neck and in turn, move my body over hers and nestle my cock in the warm wet apex of her thighs.
    “Let’s file any talk about my mother for a time when we’re not naked.”
    “Will you think about it?” I ask, bracing my elbows on either side of her head.
    “I don’t really have time for a relationship, Cade. Fake or otherwise.” Her words aren’t derisive, they’re matter-of-fact.
    “Think of it as helping out a friend in his time of need,” I reply, giving her a dose of my puppy-dog eyes.
    “So you want to pretend to date and reward me with lots of orgasms?” A wry smile plays on her lips.
    I shake my head and pull myself up, taking Abi with me until I’m sitting up against the headboard, her body plastered to mine.
    Running my hand through my hair, I contemplate how to explain that I don’t want it to just be fake. “I want to get to know you, Abi. Don’t mistake this as me