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Tuck.
My stomach drops. It has to be him. Riley, that fucker, must’ve spilled the beans. Don’t blame him, even if I do wanna wring his neck.
I’m suddenly wide awake, adrenaline coursing through me as I try to disentangle my body from Jen’s without waking her. What the hell was I thinking, giving in when she asked me to stay? I wanted to lie with her for a bit to make sure she wasn’t too shaken up by the things we did. But I didn’t have to actuallysleepwith her.
Thing is, I’d been nursing the nonsensical hope she’d invite me to stay the whole time I was inside her. I’ve never had a girl in this bed before, and I like having Jen close. It’s both wildly arousing and weirdly calming. I like knowing she’s safe. I don’t get it, but she says she feels comfortable with me. She trusts me.
Sexiest thing in the world, someone having that kind of confidence in you.
Also, the pull-out in the studio sucks.
But Jen is already awake. “Abel? What is that?”
“Your brother.” I grab my shirt and jeans off the floor. “Stay here.”
I hear the rustle of the covers as she shoves them aside. “Absolutely not. We face him together.”
“Listen, Jenny, while I love that sentiment, Tuck’s here at”—I check my phone—“one thirty in the morning. He’s got one thing on his mind, and that’s punching me in the face. I’d prefer you not see that.”
“No one is punching anyone.” She turns on the lights.
I’m in the middle of a very real crisis, but the sight of her naked body sends a shot of arousal through me nonetheless. The pretty little tits. The curve of her hips. My bite marks are visible on her ass.
She really liked that.
She liked everything we did, if her multiple orgasms were any indication.
She also has a bright purple hickey on her neck. Her hair is a wild blonde halo, bangs pushed to one side. Her eyes are tired but sated.
Couldn’t be more obvious if she hadjust fuckedtattooed on her forehead. Her brother is not going to be pleased.
Climbing out of bed, she winces.
I frown. “Take more Advil.”
“I’m okay. I promise.”
I went hard with her. Maybe a little too hard. I thought Iwarmed her up enough?—
“Abel!” Tuck’s voice is audible even from up here. “I know you’re in there. Get the fuck up!”
I yank on my shirt and pull up my jeans. Jen’s eyes meet mine. Her bottom lip is still a little swollen. Probably because I bit her there so hard and so often.
Again, what thehellwas I thinking? I wasn’t, clearly. But it was easy to lose my mind with the side of Jen who isn’t afraid to call the shots. Who puts herself out there, eager to explore. She feels safe enough with me to do that.
There’s a catch in my chest, but thankfully I don’t have time to think about it because my best friend is about to break down my door.
Jen is tugging a sweatshirt over her head.
“Stay here,” I repeat. “Please, Jenny. Let me?—”
“No.” She pulls her hair out of the sweatshirt’s collar. “We do this together, Abel. Let’s go.”
She tries to leave the room first, but I grab her arm. “At least let me be in front.”
She tilts her head. “My brother isn’t going to hurt me.”
“I don’t want you getting stuck between us.”
