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Aubrey's arms squeezed tighter around me and he pulled me closer; exactly the opposite of what I thought would happen. I clamped my thighs together, trying to get a hold of myself. I was a grown woman after all, why was I having such a hard time controlling myself around him?

My eyes didn't leave those deep pools that seemed to pull me in. I ran my hand down his chest, feeling each ridge and curve, and grabbed his arm. I ran my fingertips along the skin and waited for him to say something.

After a few minutes, he leaned closer to my face. At first, I thought he was going to place his lips on mine, but instead his mouth passed mine and found my ear.

"You're so beautiful." He said, so low I didn't think I heard him right. "It's hard to control myself around you." I felt him grind his hips against my thigh. Then I felt it. I felt my cheeks flush and knew they were red.

His head moved back and he was face to face with me again. He looked me in the eyes, but it felt like something more. It felt like he was searching for something, maybe an answer? His eyes stayed locked on mine and he began to move closer. My eyes closed and my lips waited for his to touch mine.

Unfortunately, that moment never came. The door to the room busted open and Jace came stomping in. My eyes opened and they were met with Aubrey's brown ones. His arms stayed were they were and so did his eyes, despite Jace being in the room.

"We have a problem." Jace said sounding annoyed. He paused, his eyes probably landed on what he'd just walked in on. I couldn't tell because I was so locked in on Aubrey. I refused to tear my eyes from his.

"What?" Aubrey said after a long silence, stilling not breaking the intense contact. I felt him shift and his hardness pressed into my thigh again. I held in the moan that tried to escape. I bit my lip and desire filled my eyes once more.

"Lucas, I still can't find him." Jace's voice was strained. I had no idea what was going on in his mind, probably trying to decipher what exactly was happening between the two people in front of him.

"What about him?" Aubrey's hand ran down my back and came to my butt, giving it a squeeze. He then proceeded to grind himself into me once again. His eyes studied me, seeing how I would react to that. My eyes shut closed and I tried to hide my arousal.

"This came today." Aubrey finally tore his eyes away from me and looked towards Jace. His body stayed put. I turned my head enough for me to finally take in Jace. He held up a medium sized box, about the size of a shoe box.

"What's in it?" I spoke up.

"That's the problem." Jace muttered. He pulled the lid off the box and puled out a knife with a note tied to it. "The note says 'come get me'."

"Does he know that we were on that ship?" My eyes grew wide and my body tensed up against his.

"I'm not sure, but it sure as hell seems like it." Jace sighed. "So if you two are done with whatever this is," He gestured towards us. "We can talk about this."

Aubrey rolled his eyes and unwrapped his arms from around me. The action itself made me come back to the real world. What the hell were we just doing? And most of all, why do I want to do whatever it was again?

His feet swung over the side on the bed and stood. Jace turned on his heel and exited the room. I stayed under the covers for a moment, watching Aubrey's muscles flex as he pulled on a shirt. Realizing I needed to change, I got from the bed. Aubrey wouldn't turn to me, like he was scared to look my way. I sighed and brushed off his behavior. Grabbing my dress from the night before, I slipped into the bathroom.

I put on the long sleeved, short dress coming to terms that this is what I had to wear. Looking at it now it look ridiculous, I looked like I was heading to the club at ten o'clock in the morning. It wasn't a day attire kind of dress but it would have to do. I walked back into the room and was met with emptiness. Aubrey was gone.