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Damian POV Looking down at her sleeping form, I took a deep breath trying to come to grips with what had just happened. I let the tequila and intensity of her body against mine push the evening into a direction I wasn’t aiming for. I didn’t expect to get her in my bed tonight, but I damn sure wouldn’t object to it. I had held off for so long because I had a feeling she wouldn’t like my taste of s****l desire. However, I was very wrong. She embraced it like a champ, and that was only the tip of what I enjoy. The dim light of my phone lit up in the darkness of my room. Looking down to wear it laid on the nightstand, I watched my private investigator’s name cross the screen. “Hmm..” It was late for him to be calling. “Hello?” I muttered as I quietly shut the bedroom door behind me.