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“I’m not sure I do know”

“That he’d be” Here we go again “That you’d be”

“I am not,” he replies emphatically

“No, I know you’re not that way inclined, but you et hit on all of the time”

His answer is a disdaining lift of one brow

“This can’t be the first time you were hit on by a man,” I bluster

“It’s the first time I’ve been offered up as bait”

“Oh, Lord If only you knew” I chuckle, aze on my shoes “Your assumed sexuality was supposed to protect you It’s not my fault you’re irresistible”

When he doesn’t reply, I look up

“I wonder if Wednesday at” As he twists his wrist and glances down at his watch, sos “Twelve minutes past nine is a more suitable time for you?”

“Suitable?” I s—it’s a thirsty little motion as I try to tell myself I cannot be turned on by his wrists and his hands—before dragging ain

“Was it the afternoon hour that offended your sensibilities? You said yourself that Wednesday is hump day”

I’d lay a hundred dollars on this being the first time he’s ever said hump, even if he annunciates it very well

“Are you asking if I’d be interested in a threesoet aith doesn’t extend to this

“I’ on the invitation issued to me By Lewis”

“Even though we’re cousins?” My words sound like they should accoh the look he shootsanyone Shohat he knows We fooled Nikki We fooled her good Lewis, on the other hand, I can’t be sure

“Twice in one day I should think that’s so of a record”

“One I didn’t ask for!”

He s sweet and sticky rolls right through me

“Lewis seeaze did seem to flick his way often”