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“Damn.” It was the only word I could think of as I pulled out of Gavin, and his legs slowly slid back down so he was standing.
“Not sure I won’t fall on my ass after that.”
I tied off the condom and tossed it aside, then quickly stuffed myself back into my jeans as Gavin pulled his on and shoved the purple thong into his pocket.
“If you aren’t gonna wear that, hand it over.”
Gavin frowned, but pulled out the purple scrap of material and handed it to me. I used it to wipe his cum off my stomach.
“Hmm, I was gonna give these back, but on second thought…” I brought them to my nose and inhaled before shoving them inmyback pocket.
Gavin moaned but quickly jammed the cap back on his head. “Please tell me you’re done here for the night.”
“With the fight, yes. With you, not even close.”
THIRTY-EIGHT
gavin
I WOKE UP in Daire’s bed again the next morning. Technically, it was closing in on noon, but the last couple of nights we hadn’t gotten much sleep when we were tangled up in each other.
I wasnotcomplaining, but as I rolled over in his bed to reach for him, all I found were empty sheets.
Well, that wasn’t promising.
Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up and looked toward the open door of the bathroom, figuring he’d taken a shower, but the lights were off. The bedroom door was closed too, but I could hear movement somewhere in the apartment.
I reached for the pajama pants I’d thrown on the floor in the early-morning hours, and as I bent over, I could feel every aching muscle in my body—including ones I didn’t know I had.
This weekend had been the best of my life, but apparently it wasn’t without a price. I didn’t care; I would gladly pay it a million times over to be with the brooding bad boy who wasn’t all that he seemed.
Besides, it was my own damn fault I didn’t spend enough hours in the gym building up my leg muscles so I could ride him like a bucking bronco.
I’d have to work on that. Preferably with him, not in the gym.
I ran a hand over my hair and checked that I wasn’t too much of a hot mess before wandering out to see what Daire was up to.
The smell of coffee filled my nostrils, but it was the view in front of me that had me stopping in my tracks.
Daire leaned against the kitchen island, fully dressed and gorgeous, casually sipping on his coffee. Had he been alone, I might’ve said or done something a little indecent, but the blond guy sitting on a stool chatting it up—in a conversation that was no doubt one-sided—had me rethinking that plan.
My brother glanced over his shoulder at me, then did a double take. His eyes widened as he looked at what little I was wearing…and whose bedroom I’d just walked out of.
“What the…” As if to check he wasn’t hallucinating, Donovan swiveled his head toward my closed bedroom door and back to Daire’s before pinning me with an incredulous look. “No fucking way.”
Behind his mug, I swore I saw Daire crack a hint of a smile, and I grinned at my brother as I went to join them. Like yesterday, Daire had had several platters of food brought up, more of a brunch spread this time, and the smell of maple syrup had my stomach growling.
“Morning,” I said, not sure who I should go over to first. But when Daire met my gaze, winked, and turned away to make another coffee, I had my answer. “What brings you by, Van?”
“Did you just…come out of Daire’s room?”
I glanced behind me at the door I’d left open, the rumpled sheets in clear view. “Looks like it.”
“He also cameinit too,” Daire said.
My brother gaped like a fish. “But…” he sputtered. “I thought you two weren’t even talking. Not after?—”
“I fucked him in the Sprinter?” Daire said, smirking as the espresso began to pour into a mug.
