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“I’ll just go change,” I mumble, reversing course for the bedroom.
Ten minutes later, I’m running beside Teddy, regretting every single one of those shots I drank Friday night. This is torture. Absolute torture.
Teddy is wearing a tank top now, but it’s drenched in sweat, I can see his nipples, and— “Jesus Christ,” I cry, narrowly avoiding the mailbox I almost ran into.
“All right?” Teddy asks, his hand steadying me.
I nod, wheezing out a breath. “I’m not normally this clumsy. Or winded,” I assure him.
“We can slow down,” he offers.
I shake my head. “No, it’s fine. Honestly. I just need to focus.”
He smiles before looking forward again, and my eyes drop to his ass. Fuuuck.
I nearly clip a tree.
The run is the longest of my life, and when we get back to the apartment, I go straight for the bathroom in the hall as Teddy heads for his en suite. I lock the door, strip out of my clothes, and jump into the shower before the water is even hot. It doesn’t matter in the least. My cock is painfully hard despite the brief semi-frigid dunk, and I take it in hand, my heart beating like a drum as I jack myself off furiously. It’s over embarrassingly fast, all my pent-up sexual energy from the past couple of days needing an outlet. To be honest, I’m proud of myself for making it this long. My hand slaps the tile wall as I come, and a particular furry-chested man lingers in my mind’s eye.
“Fucking hell,” I groan, dropping my forehead against my arm. How long have I been living with Teddy? Fifteen hours? “My husband is going to be the death of me.”
Chapter 5
Teddy
“All right, spill,” a certain tiny blonde orders as he unceremoniously plops himself onto my lap, his intent not remotely sexual, only—I’m certain—to keep me from running.
“Afternoon, Alex,” I reply, reaching around him for my water. At least I’m done eating.
“Don’t afternoon me, Teddy Bear. You’re in trouble.”
Alex’s crossed arms and frown have me biting back a laugh. The man is a sprite, not nearly as threatening as he pretends to be.
“Am I?” I ask.
He huffs. “Don’t play coy with me.”
“All right. Well, this was fun, but I should get going,” I say, standing up and tossing Alex over my shoulder. He yelps.
“Put me down, you big, furry—” Alex’s hand comes down hard on my ass, and he goes still. “Ow, fuck. My hand. What are you smuggling in here, a boulder?” He gives my ass a softer pat, yelping again when I deposit him onto a couch. He hops up to his knees in an instant. “Theodore!”
I raise a brow, but as soon as I register the genuine concern on Alex’s face, I sigh and drop into a seat next to him. “What do you want to know?”
He huffs, but the sound has lost its ire. “You and Kipp. What the fuck, Teddy?”
“We were drunk. We got married. It doesn’t mean anything. End of story.”
“But you like him,” he says quietly.
I don’t bother asking Alex how he knows. He’s observant. He must have noticed the way I look at Kipp, even though the man himself seemed oblivious before this past weekend.
“Doesn’t matter,” I say. “You know I’m not looking for a relationship.”
“Which is exactly why you went and got married,” Alex says with all the sass of a porn star twink.
“I honestly don’t know how it happened,” I admit, even though there’s not a single part of me that’s surprised. I can’t remember what led us to that chapel, no, but I was clearly too inebriated to fight the pull that’s been anchored on one side to Kipp ever since I met the man. “Regardless, we’ll file for an annulment at some point, and then Kipp will move out. Simple as that.”
Alex cocks his head. “Move out?”
