Chapter 71

He didn’t say anything. Only held my hand. It felt amazing. Gave me strength.

A few seconds later, I drove into the underground parking lot below Lene’s high rise apartment building on René Lévesque Boulevard and turned the engine off.

“It’s so creepy down here,” Myles said, unfastening his seat belt and checking the premises through his window. “I got Lene some Mace for her birthday last year.”

“Aw, you’re so romantic.”

“Listen…Nick, your sister reads me like a magazine.”

“Are you more of a Playgirl or National Geographic?”

“What do you think?” He gave me a seductive wink.

“Come here for a second.” I tugged on his coat. “Come on.”

“No…”

“No?”

“If I kiss you, I’ll lose control.”

“No, you won’t,” I breathed, pulling him in by his coat.

Myles nearly climbed over the stick shift, grabbing my collar. “Told you I’d lose control,” he groaned, before crushing my mouth with a kiss.