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Caitlyn hadn’t noticed until Owen h the as sootten where she hy she’d come here, and that Oas just some pick-up at a sex club

"Oh yeah, little puy cat," their wall-mate hollered, "reach under there and scratch led

"That’s it, puy cat" The words penetrated the wall "No for me"

Caitlyn couldn’t hear the wo barks sent her into hysterics She laughed until tears sprang to her eyes and her belly ached

"Okay, yeah," Caitlyn said, forcing her body froet out of here Find some place for me to make you a sandwich"

"I don’t really want you to rinned "I know that I can tell when you’re teasing"

"And you were teasing me back?"

She nodded Owen drew her into his arainst his shoulder

"Can’t seem to keep my hands off you," he said

"I don’t mind," she assured hiht eet room service in a hotel," she said "Then you can put your hands anywhere you like"

"I sort of want everyone to see that you’re with me," he said

She crinkled her eyebrows "Why?"

"Because you’re a so trip"

She stepped back, one step and then two What? He’d taken his constant streas like that unless… Caitlyn scowled and leveled hilare of doom "Okay, how much did Jenna pay you to make me feel like a million bucks?"

"Pay me?"

"You’re a ood in bed Woood in bed She slapped hi not to notice his look of astonishment "I should have realized it sooner You’re really smooth, Owen Mitchell, if that’s even your real name"

She expected hinantly deny it She never expected him to cover his initial astonishh

"Do you think I could actuallyto catch his breath "You know, in case the rock star thing doesn’t work out for ape "You’re not a rock star You liar Everything you’ve said to ht died from his eyes "Caitlyn, I’ll allow you to insinuate that I’ to believe I’et to blatantly call gerate a bit, but I don’t lie"

She wasn’t sure if he was truly angry, but his body was tense and his expression had gone hard