With Abandon: With or Without, Book 4

at Aubrey’s waist.
    “Gawd, sugar. You’re somethin’.” He grabbed Matt’s hand and placed it over his heart. “Ya make my
    heart race just bein’ near you. I wont you, Matt.” He used his thumb to trace Matt’s bottom lip and kissed him again.
    Never opening his eyes, Matt stayed there with his palm against Aubrey’s chest and kissed back. He
    wasn’t demanding, just content to feel and follow. His canines grew, hitting Aubrey’s lip, and Aubrey growled low in his throat. He’d always been an aggressive lover, but something about his mate’s sweet, innocent surrender made him even wilder than normal. He wanted to throw Matt to the floor and ravish him right here on the cold, hard kitchen tile. He tugged Matt closer, slamming their bodies together.
    Matt gasped.
    “ Dios mio! That’s hot. Don’t suppose you’d let me join in, would you?”
    Stiffening, Matt blinked open his eyes in surprise, and he lifted his lips from Aubrey’s.
    Motherfucker. Aubrey had completely forgotten Carson was here.
    Matt tried to move away, but Aubrey held tight. He urged Matt’s head down and rested their
    foreheads together, giving them time to compose themselves. “Let me get rid of him, sugar. We need to
    talk.” He took a few deep breaths and rubbed Matt’s cheek with his thumb before lowering his voice so
    only Matt could hear. “Calm down, darlin’. Your canines are peeking out. It’s sexy as hell, but we can’t let Carson see. Go to my room and wait for me.”
    Matt nodded and walked past Aubrey without a word. When the door clicked shut, Aubrey turned his
    attention to Carson.
    Carson watched him with a lecherous gleam in his eyes. He reached down and blatantly adjusted his
    cock. “I love how you get that growly tone, and you forget to try and hide your accent when you get turned-on.”
    Catching himself before he snarled, Aubrey arched a brow. “Don’t push it. You’re not my favorite
    person at the moment.”

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    Carson winced, clutched his hands together and pushed them between his knees. “Sorry, I didn’t mean
    to cause problems with you and Matt. I’d forgotten that you were getting a houseguest. I just didn’t know what to do about Orin.”
    That made two of them. “Call in sick for the rest of today, Monday and Tuesday. That should give me
    enough time to figure out what the hell to do about this. Don’t talk to Boskie until I get back to you.”
    Boskie was going to be a problem. Now his behavior in the elevator yesterday made sense. He’d been
    warning Carson to keep his mouth shut. Boskie was ruthless and if he had it in for Carson—and Aubrey
    suspected he did, the man didn’t like rejection—it wouldn’t even matter to him that he stood to lose more than Carson if anyone found out. He’d deny everything, and being that he was a married man, everyone
    would believe him. “Get out of here and stay out of trouble.”
    “Okay.” Carson nodded and stood. Head down, he shuffled to the door. Man, Aubrey was batting a
    thousand today, but he’d be damned if he tried to unruffle Carson’s feathers.
    Once he’d escorted Carson out and locked the door, he leaned against it and closed his eyes. Time to
    pay the fiddler. Man, he sure hoped Matt would give him a fair hearing. Not that he deserved it.
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    Matt closed his eyes and took a deep breath before sinking down in the bathtub. He let the warm
    bubbly water close around his upper body and head. If not for the cool air on his raised knees, he might’ve been able to forget his whereabouts and lose himself in the cocoon he’d made out of the big garden tub.
    Everything had seemed clear-cut and simple when he’d gotten out of bed. His only worry had been to
    get his mate to fall for him, but now… Now, he was in way over his head. Too bad he couldn’t wash away
    his troubles as easily as he’d washed away the flour and cinnamon on his hands.
    Muted thuds came closer and finally stopped. He got the niggling, someone-is-watching-me feeling.
    His respite was over, but he didn’t want to come up for air. It’d be easy to just stay here until his lungs burned and Aubrey lost patience and went away. Would he go away? Matt didn’t know. At this point he
    didn’t know anything. No, that wasn’t true. He knew for certain he didn’t want unrequited love and a one-sided relationship. If that was all he could have, it’d be better for them to