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He didn’t really He looked battered, worn out, and a little rougher than usual, but I really thought it would be impossible for him to look like shit His eyes were closed and his chest was rising and falling in a pretty steady rhyth his car keys and go get soht not like it very much here because of theback here for safety and security and he needed provisions

“Where do you think you’re going?”

His voice was sharp when I turned to go back to the living room, where he had thrown the keys on the coffee table

“To the store I need to get food and stuff This house is empty”

“No” His eyes were still closed and he sounded mad

“No, what?”

Before I could react, he was up off the bed and had one arasped when the softover the top oflike coals

“I want you here withhis injured hand to unbutton the front of et food, need to buy the basics I’ll be gone for like a second”

Why wasn’t Ime? The front of the shirt split open and fell to the sides I had on a serviceable black bra that was nothing fancy, but it made my skin look even paler and more speckled by contrast

“Holy fkno wonder you dress like a hobo You would never be able to leave the house if you walked around flaunting these babies” His voice dropped an octave and his gaze flicked up tobut pure male admiration shined back at me Apparently Bax was a boobaround it

“Look, Bax, I said I was probably going to go to bed with you, I didn’t e of it along the top cup of h and darker next to mine

“We can’t have sex No protection I’m an assle on my best day, but I would never put you at risk like that” His htened and a muscle in his jaw ticked “You really don’t want to knohere I’ve been”

He was right—I didn’t I was surprised he didn’t cart a pack of theirls he was used to hooking up with had to have them on hand for business purposes Gross

“Besides, I can barely o to bed withto fk ue, to esture born of pure fa women naked, his hand snaked across my ribs and popped the fastener of my bra open Because my arms were trapped in the straps and the loose material of my shirt, I could just stare up at hied the cups down to fully exposethat I was tall and lean They were dusted with freckles just like the rest of me and crested with niles that were the palest pink and, at theaway fro, but I didn’t have the words or the will to rein it in