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If anyone could take care of Summer, Norah would only save me the trouble.

My sister reads between the lines, obviously not a fan of Summer because she doesn’t want a family and, in my sister’s eyes, wants to drag our brother down childless. So, I’ll use my resources and have Norah chase her out of the damn relationship.

“Opie,” Hudson chides in this delicious octave. “You’re evil.”

I scoff then shove my turkey sandwich that he had just given me between my lips. “She started it,” I reply while chewing, some real lady-like manners right there, let me tell you.

Hudson keeps stroking my thigh, his focus back on the Atlanta Braves game. “You know damn well she’s going to either cut her own throat in there or climb out of a window in the next hour.”

I shrug. “Bye.”

A deep chuckle resonates from his chest and I bask in it like it was meant for me. “You’re smarter than I thought you were. And here I thought you were scared of your mother when, really, you just use everyone else around you for the greater good.”

Rolling my eyes, I wish I had that level of manipulation. Though, it seems like a dangerous game to play. “Quit teasing me. I killed two birds with one stone. No need to have you getting into a never-ending argument with my sister over my mother’s orders.”

“And you didn’t think I could handle it?”

“No, I just didn’t want you to have to deal with it.”

Hudson’s palm cups underneath my thigh and props it over his, spreading my legs farther apart. My pussy clenches at how he opened me up as his fingers leisurely slide upward, his pinkie skimming the apex of my legs and causing my lungs to seize up.

Hudson is so fucking close to touching me intimately that it’s all I can concentrate on.

Fuck Summer, this may be a little game to him, but I’m on edge for him to take this a step further.

I’m mentally begging for it at this point.

We watch a member of the Angels strike out as Dad and Sam hoot and holler, and that’s when Hudson leans in, reaching across from me like he’s grabbing some chips, and maybe he is.

But his face didn’t need to nestle into my neck and he definitely didn’t need to stroke the upper part of my thigh as his nose brushes along the column of my neck.

I hear the chip bag crinkle, but barely because my heart is beating so loud in my ears that it’s almost deafening.

“Breathe, kid,” he mutters along my skin, causing a traitorous trail of goosebumps to line my skin. “All anyone needs to know…is that I’m mad about you. Norah will be preoccupied with grilling Summer and your mom will double-team. Just sit here looking pretty and let me take care of you like the good little boyfriend I am.”

“You’re about to steal my chips,” I whisper back, because having to answer what he said about what he’s fake-feeling for me is not something I want to get lost in the sea of.

“Is that all you’re worried about right now?” I bob my head, words miserably failing me right now, but Hudson doesn’t let me off that easily. “Damn…and here I thought I was actually makin’ you sweat a little bit.”

“Why would you want to do that? You’re not a tease, are you?”

His lips brush up against my heated skin and I almost moan in protest that he’s killing me over here. “No, I wouldn’t want to do that. We’re just pretending, remember?”

“Always,” I utter as confidently as I can. “There’s nothing real between us.”

“You sure about that?” He grips the inside of my thigh and I gasp in surprise as my cunt begins to soak my panties. “I can smell you from here, Opie.”

I blush in embarrassment and sheer depravity. Hudson isn’t playing fair, he knows damn well that he isn’t, and I’m not about to reap more consequences for what we’re doing here.

He’ll just throw it back in my face.

“I think you’re misreading the room,” I say with some steel to my voice. “This sandwich is about to make me orgasm because my mom can make one hell of?—”

“Don’t make me shove my cock into that pretty mouth and tell me some bullshit lie about how I can’t turn you on. I wouldn’t want to have to prove you wrong.”

“But you wouldn’t. Because you don’t defile little girls, remember?”

“You’re not a little girl. You’re fucking diabolical.”

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