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He glanced over at Dylan’s sleeping body, unable to stop the grin that sprang to his lips As usual, Dylan had led between his legs He lay on his side, providing Aidan with a perfect view of his bare ass The SEAL slept in the nude, a habit that Aidan wholly approved of Because da spectacular naked

Aidan’s groin stirred as he ad sinew of his back, the taut ass you could bounce quarters off

"I can feel you watching me" Dylan’s sleepy voice echoed in the darkness of the bedrooh "Man, you SEALs really do have eyes in the back of your head, huh?"

"Yep So let’s hear it"

"Hear what?"

Dylan rolled over, twisting the blanket even further and stealing the re

"You barely blinked after I told you what happened betweenfor you to yell atwhat you wanted"

"What we both wanted"

"Yeah, but you wanted her first"

Aidan couldn’t argue with that, but he also couldn’t fault Dylan for succu him for days When he’d come home earlier, he’d iether Not only had the animosity between them disappeared, but the second he’d looked at Claire, her face had turned into a toone down

He wasn’t going to lie--he had experienced a pang of jealousy when he’d learned that Dylan had gotten the taste of her that Aidan had been denied, but he knew the blame was solely on his own shoulders He’d locked them in a room with a bed and a box of condoood use of both once they hashed everything out

And noup, he was happy they’d finally cleared the air and worked through their crap

Of course, he hadn’t been expecting an aching ck as a reward for his efforts

"She wants you too, you know" Dylan’s gruff voice interrupted his thoughts

"I know" Aidan sat up and ran a hand through his rumpled hair "But she won’t be on board for this, reed

"She hid in your roon she’s not into it Besides, you heard the way she described her childhood It was all about right and wrong, Dyl In herbeat "Are you sure you’re not pissed at me?"

He rolled his eyes "I’m not pissed at you"

"Good, because you know I’d never do anything to intentionally hurt you"

The euard, elicited a rush of discomfort He wasn’t into deep, emotional discussions, never had been, never would be They reminded him too much of the shrink he and his father had seen for a couple of years following his mother’s death, after one of Aidan’s teachers had notified the school counselor of hoithdrawn he was in school

Fuck, he’d hated talking to that shrink She was always prying into his head, always asking him how he "felt" about this or how he "felt" about that

"Aid? You do know that, right?"