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“Sure,” he said, catching the towel I tossed toward hi up, but he stood next to me the whole time Every minute or two our bodies would bump, and I swear, I felt his presence in the air itself My breasts were tight, and I kept catchingh me

We finished way too soon for h I had this vivid daydream that he’d sweep me up with a kiss, maybe haul me back to my bedroom and ravish me You know, like in an old romance novel, where men were men and women stayed home and waited to be ravished in elaborately decorated countrywas Tudor revival That should count, right?

Noe stood staring at each other His eyes were intense, and if it’d been anyone else on earth, I’d have sworn he was intoCooper pulled it out and frowned

“What’s up, Talia?” he asked, du cold water all overravish to be fascinated by so in my spice cabinet Yup, there was the dill You can never have tooHow soon? Okay, I’ll head right over”

He hung up as I reached for the little bottle, which was on the top shelf I ignored hiirlfriend, because how pathetic would that be?

“Let ht in ht into his body One strong arm came around my waist to steady me while the other reached for the bottle My entire body seeth, and my boobs made a serious bid for escape from my halter top when the harda little against e was definitely there, and it wasn’t soft

Goose bumps broke out all over my body

“I really enjoyed dinner,” he said, the words a lohisper inup with Talia Here’s your dill”

Cooper handedout of the kitchen

What The Fuck

Through the kitchen atched as he threw a leg over hisaway froled, my nipples were like rocks, and my panties were soaked Nobody hadhere to finish the job, he’d left to go see his girlfriend

Hateful bitch

My fingers hurt, and I looked down to realize I’d been squeezing the bottle so hard they’d turned white I scowled, tossing it in the garbage, because who the fuck likes dill, anyway?

CHAPTER FIVE

GAGE

For once, I was thankful that I had a date with Talia Yes, she was a controlling bitch and I hated dealing with herBut it reo after Tinker I couldn’t afford an entanglement with another woman Not if I wanted to stay loyal to my club

My dick disagreed

It thought we should just bang Tinker on the kitchen counter, because fuck loyalty Gotta ad fantasy of ripping off her pants, s her wide open while she screaht and warm

Fuck

It actually hurt to climb on my bike—that’s how hthawks’ clubhouse gave ether I turned into the parking lot, nodding to the prospect standing watch outside He looked like he was fifteen years old, and I couldn’t see hi much over a hundred and twenty-five pounds Marsh was obviously scraping bottom at this point