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“What do you mean?”

“I do like you” His gaze drifted down to my lips and then back up to my eyes

I turned away, deterht up in the fantasy of Wyatt Jones again

“As friends, I know”

“We’re friends, yes, but it’s more than that”

My head whipped around to look at him “What?”

This time he broke the connection and looked out over the water “I like you more than that What happened in the truck, happened because of you, specifically you, sitting on my dick”

I sed hard “Why did you say it would happen with anyone?”

He looked down “Because you’re Ryder’s sister There are rules One is that you don’t touch your best friend’s sister”

“Where’s that written?”

He laughed “It doesn’t have to be written It just is”

Feeling surly, I said, “Your loss”

He groaned “I’m sure that’s true” He looked at me and the intensity ht brown hair that I’d released from the messy knot I’d had it in earlier out of my face

“What are you doing?” I squeaked out

“I’ you”

That should have excited ain I turned away “Let me knohen you make up your mind” I shook my head

“You don’t want me to kiss you?” I heard humor in his tone

I looked at him “If you have to think about it, what does that say about me?”

He looked atGreek

I huffed out a breath “What a woman wants is to be desired beyond reason It doesn’tThere’s just an overwheler than all that”

“You irls seem to have more rules”