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"Wait, so you don’t have class?"

As Elise asked the question, she was pulling on her jeans in Axe’s bathroo it the kind of job she had to do sitting on the toilet with the seat down Axe shook his head as he put shaving cream on his face and picked up his razor "We were supposed to, but I don’t knohat’s going on The text said that the Brotherhood is ‘otherwise engaged,’ whatever that ether?"

"Sure, where?"

Okay, it was totally sexy, watching your ically efficient about the job, running those blades down his jaw, across his chin, over his upper lip There was no light on above the h thanks to a candle he’d lit and put on the side of the porcelain sink

"I love all the candlelight here," she rereat pads of Axe’s pecs, and his six-pack that was so sharp it threw shadows, and his long, low-hanging sex, and his heavy thighs

He glanced at her "You keep looking atto make it out of this house before sundown toood to look at, I wouldn’t stare so et o with you"

"You don’t have to"

"Worried about being seen with me?"

Elise recoiled and then stared up at him "No, not at all Why would you say that?"

"Because I’m jealous"

Okay, that was hot But then she did the math "Wait, of Peyton?"

Axe rinsed his razor under the water, knocked it twice on the edge of the sink, and then resu on the other side of his face "Yeah"

She put both her hands up "Letto worry about First of all, I saw hiht--"

Axe turned his head so fast, he cut himself "What--"

"--and he doesn’t hold a candle to you At all"

His eyes narrowed at her "Did he coot to her feet and eased into Axe’s body; extending her tongue, she lapped up the bright red blood--which caused an immediate physical response in herelse, she sank down onto her knees, opened herhim deep as she cupped his heavy sac