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She huffed. “I went for a walk so I could clear my head.”

“Alone? At night? You left the bar over an hour ago.” I looked at her accusingly. She stared at me like she thought I was joking or something.

“Not that it’s your business, but I called Nick on the way home and I sat and talked to him on a bench; I wanted to relax outside and get some space, okay? Goodnight, Lincoln.”

She tried to walk by me, but I grabbed her wrist. “Wait, please.”

My demeanor changed immediately. My anger had resolved a little just from my hand touching her. She looked at me, and the moon was illuminating her features perfectly, but I saw tear streaks from when she was crying. Her makeup had run, but she was still so beautiful.

She is perfect.

She looked annoyed with me, but I didn’t care. “Lincoln, can we do this when we don’t have alcohol in our systems?” She pleaded with me. I don’t know why she won’t just talk to me about this.

“Stay with me tonight.” I declared.

She looked stunned. “Lincoln… we are not having sex. That won’t solve anything.”

She rolled her eyes at me, and I pulled her towards me.

“I didn’t ask you to have sex with me… I asked you to stay with me.” I bent my lips down to her ear. “Please.”

I felt her shudder in my hands. “Lincoln, I can’t.”

I hung my head and placed my forehead on her shoulder. We were quiet for about thirty seconds, but I couldn’t stand it.

“Spend the night with me and I won’t ask you for anything else. I will let this go.”

I heard her breath hitch, and she leaned her head into mine. She seemed to think about it for a second, then I felt her pull away a little and thought she would walk away, but instead she laced her fingers into mine and then whispered, “Okay.”

“Okay?” I repeated.

“Okay. I’ll stay with you.”

I couldn’t help the big ass smile that formed on my lips. We walked hand in hand to my house in the back. She paused at the door, and my heart stopped because I thought she was changing her mind. She told me she wanted to go inside and change, but I knew she wouldn’t come back out if she went inside. I pulled her toward me and stroked her cheek.

“Let me give you a shirt. Let me be with you. You know as well as I do that if you get up there and see Brie, you won’t come back out.” She looked at me, not saying a word, and walked inside.

She headed straight to my dresser and grabbed a shirt. She disappeared into the bathroom as I got ready for bed and sat on the couch. My breath stopped when I saw her. Seeing her always made my breath stop.

Her hair was down. She wore my Reckless Riders shirt, which hit the top of her thighs just below where I could no longer see her underwear. It accentuated her curves quite well. It was one of the first shirts I ever got from Elijah’s band, so it was a little faded. She bent down a little, and I saw that she had on a light blue thong that hugged her ass. I felt my cock stir.

She sat down on the other side of the couch. She curled her legs into herself and looked over at me. “What are we watching?”

She pulled her hair to one side and braided it, and then she looked at me like this was a completely normal thing we do.

“Whatever you want.”

“How about a movie? You pick, no love stories.” She smirked.

She picked up her phone and sent a text, and I can only assume she was letting Brielle know she was okay and had made it home safely.

We didn’t speak the entire movie. Neither one of us moved, not even glancing at each other. She got up silently when the movie ended and got into bed. I watched her perfect ass bend over my bed to pull the covers down. I shut all the lights off and followed suit. At first, I wasn’t sure if I should say anything or just be quiet. Her back was to me, and I could see the bottom of her ass cheeks peeking out when I moved the comforter to get into bed. I wanted to trace my fingers over her curves so badly. I was praying my cock would stop throbbing, but thinking about it only made it worse. I started tracing the band’s name on the back of the shirt, and I felt her shiver.

“Songbird?” I said in a hesitant whisper.

“Yeah?” she whispered back.

“Thank you.”

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