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“What the hell are you doing in here?” I managed, more than aware the only things separating us right now were the shower’s glass and his clothes.
“Watching you get yourself off, apparently.” Gavin walked over to the glass, his hungry gaze tracking every one of the tattoos on my body until he reached my overly ambitious cock. “Were you fucking my mouth or my ass?”
Had Gavin been body-snatched?
When I didn’t answer, his mouth curved into a sinful smile.
“So both. Good to know.” He licked his lips and walked backward to the door, his eyes never once leaving mine. “Because that’s exactly what I imagined too. Better hurry, if you don’t want to be late.”
As he disappeared out of sight, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding and turned off the shower. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, then stared at my reflection.
You fuckhead…I ran a hand through my hair as I remembered the heated look in Gavin’s eyes and the way my spent body immediately responded as though it’d been weeks since I’d come. Not seconds.
What in the holy hell had just happened? And how could I walk it back? It was a monumentally stupid idea to want to fuck your friend’s brother, even if he had been relentlessly pursuing me.
Especially when that brother was as sweet and pure as Gavin.
But was he? That look in his eyes, those words he’d said—they were anything but innocent or sweet.
I couldn’t think about that. Truth be told, there was only so many times a person could get rejected. Turning him down constantly would make Gavin lose interest soon enough, and then I wouldn’t be tempted to lose my damn mind with him.
TWENTY-ONE
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I KNEW DAIRE would be a tough nut to crack, but this was ridiculous.
I’d paraded around in tiny briefs, rubbed myself against him, teased and tormented him for days, and where had it gotten me?
Alone in bed, that was where, lying alone and pumping my dick to the memory of him doing the same in his shower. He hadn’t even bothered denying he’d been thinking of me. God, that was hot.
I knew Daire would be packing behind his jeans, but seeing him naked, all that water running down his strong, defined body… It was a miracle I hadn’t melted on the floor. It was lucky his eyes had been closed while I watched, because I’d had time to wipe the drool off my chin and adjust my erection before he realized I was there.
Weeks ago I never would’ve thought twice about the bad boy of our group, and now he wasallI could think about.
Something had to give. It was clear he wanted me but was resisting for whatever reason made sense to his complicated brain.
I needed a different approach. A way to force his hand before I ended up making a fool of myself and climbing him like a tree.
So I made a phone call, put on a suit that hugged my ass and showed off the outline of my hips in an indecent way, and called out for Daire to answer the door when Trevor arrived that night.
“Get it yourself,” he called back.
“But I’m not wearing pants.” A lie, obviously, but one that had Daire grumbling as his booted feet clomped toward the door.
“You’re a pain in my ass,” he grumbled.
I smiled at myself in the full-length mirror and ran my fingers through the front of my hair so it would sit right. “No, but you can be a pain in mine…”
Taking my time, I listened closely as Daire let Trevor inside, and my date tried to make friendly conversation.
“You must be Daire. We haven’t officially met.” There was a long silence, and I wondered if Trevor was getting a scowling stare-down. When he cleared his throat and let out a small chuckle, I knew I was right. “Not the handshake type. I get it. No problem.”
Daire grunted, and I rolled my eyes. He wouldn’t deign to even shake Trevor’s hand? What a grumpy bastard.
But ahotgrumpy bastard.
“Will Gavin be out soon?” Trevor asked, his voice not coming out quite as confident as it had when he first entered.
