Master of his heart

Chapter 39

Aubree’s gaze was glued to her smartphone screen, her heart racing with anticipation for Brielle’s reply. When the message finally popped up, a sudden wave of relief washed over her, and they instantly fell back into their usual banter.

[You hooked up with The Priest?! Bri, you totally hit the jackpot!]

Aubree had been feeling pretty down, but Brielle’s news perked her right up. She couldn’t help but keep probing for juicy details. [Does he kiss with tongue? Is it intense? I mean, a

like him, a real catch – does he actually get passionate in bed?] guy

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Aubree was nothing if not blunt in their private chats. She was dying to get Brielle to spill every last detail. Brielle, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. Influenced by Aubree, she had grown more comfortable talking about such matters, but she was nowhere near as forthcoming.

Did Max kiss with tongue? She stared at the message just as Max descended the staircase, indicating the meeting was over.

to the nines in a custom-tailored black suit that made his skin look especially perfect, the overhead lights softening the sharp lines of his face. A man like Max, if he ever decided to cast his net, he’d

savvy – he was pretty much flawless. If he had a flaw, it was probably that

as he caught her gaze. “Doesn’t your hand hurt?” He approached, his eyes

to chat with Aubree, she had unwrapped her bandages. Her hands were swollen

ever told you how dashing you look in a

at her

playful teasing was just a facade. With Max staring intently at her, her mind hit a wall, and she felt a flush of warmth

if you keep looking at me like that, I might not be able to stop myself

It’s a universal reaction

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woman would inevitably feel the urge to lean in for a kiss. Brielle felt a flicker of attraction, but catching the calm in his eyes, she quickly suppressed it. The words ‘heart flutter’ simply did not exist

detached from others’ admiration, affection, or desire, watching from a distance until it faded

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