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I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, arousal blooming inside my skin. “You don’t go for a normal orgasm, you go for the ones that are so good they hurt. You’re making the world a better place, one orgasm at a time.”
This time he full-out laughs. I love the way his eyes crinkle when he laughs for real. “I call bullshit.”
“Lemme tell you, the things you just made me feel—definitely not bullshit.” The dark ring around his left eye has faded to lavender. Lifting my hand, I gently run my fingertips over it. “You said how you got this. You never said why.”
His chest barrels out on an inhale. “I did something stupid.”
“You slept with someone who was married?” I’m only half-joking. Abel has his reputation for a reason.
Brow creased, he looks thoughtful as he flattens his palm over the washcloth and guides it down the slope of my belly. “No, I didn’t sleep with her.”
“Why’d you get punched, then?”
“Mighta done something worse.”
“Don’t tell me you spit tequila into her mouth too.”
A handsome flash of full lips and white teeth. “Nah. I just... talked to her. Listened, more like it.”
Grinning, I shake my head. “How dare you.”
“Pissed her husband off, that’s for damn sure. He’s not treating her right, and she had a lot to tell. He didn’t like that she told me.”
“No shit. He didn’t love that the super-hot contractor had a heart to heart with his wife?”
Abel lifts a shoulder. “What was I supposed to do, not listen? Poor woman was sobbing. He wasn’t putting his hands on her or anything. He’s just a piece of shit. Cheated onher, is emotionally manipulative. I could tell she needed a sympathetic ear. So she talked and I listened, and as I was walking her back to her car, she hugs me. That’s when her husband saw us.”
“Ah,” I say, heart twisting. “That explains the sidewalk fight.”
“Yep.”
“Why’d you let us think you slept with her all this time?”
Another shrug. “Didn’t feel like explaining it.”
Has Abel been leading us on... forever? Letting the world think he chases anything and everything, married women included, when in reality he’s actually just a guy trying to do the right thing?
“What’s that look?” he asks.
“What look?”
“The frown-y thing you’re doing.”
Oh, nothing, just my head exploding.“You’re full of surprises, that’s all.”
“Would you be surprised to know I’m already hard again?”
My eyes flick to his crotch. He’s changing the subject. I want to do some more digging. Find out what other secrets this man is keeping.
I also want to have sex with him. Who knows if he’ll be down to do this tomorrow? I have to strike while the iron is hot.
Sex now. Secrets later.
Reaching between us, I stroke him through his briefs.
His jaw tics. He moves the washcloth to my pubic hair. “I like this.”
I look down. “You do?”
