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“He likes to build things,” Hayden states. “You have to see all the furniture he made for himself in his room.”

I eye Macklin curiously. “I’d like to see it sometime.”

“When he isn’t in his room,” Hayden adds.

Macklin laughs. “Exactly what I was thinking,” he adds.

Sure you were, Macklin.

“I better go inside to get some work done,” I say because there is an awkward tension radiating between Macklin and me and with Hayden standing here, it feels like too much.

I leave the guys and head into the house, but an excited energy flows through me over what happened in the garage. Macklin and I just confessed our attraction to each other. At least I think we did.

CHAPTER SIX

I’m the Wrong Guy

Macklin

I have a three-hour break in between classes so I head back to the house, figuring I’ll make myself a big meat sandwich and get some work done. I’ve also been hard like a rock since I haven’t had any sex, and I can’t stop thinking of Ruby. Before I make some food, I head upstairs to the shower. Rubbing a quick one out is a smart idea. I need to focus, and I can’t focus when I am all wound up. I turn on the shower, allowing some time for the water to heat. Then I take off my clothes and hop inside. I don’t have a heck of a long time to waste. All I have to do is think of Ruby completely naked and I turn hard. I close my eyes, picturing her in the shower with me. Her full breasts pressed into my chest as her smooth hand wraps around my cock.

I pump myself hard and fast, groaning.

“Fuck, Ruby. Just like that,” I moan. I pump harder and faster until I groan some more. I picture pressing her body against the tiled wall and pumping inside her. I grunt, coming so hard I spray all over the shower floor and against the stream of water. I have to brace myself for a minute as I hold on to thewall and catch my breath. I quickly wash my body with some body wash and get out of the shower. I figure I’ll take my clothes to my room and get dressed there, since I really steamed up the shower. I open the door and bump into Ruby.

“Ah, what are you doing here?” I ask her. I also wonder if she heard me getting off.

I take in her flushed cheeks.

“I…uh…I,” she mutters.

“Periwinkle? What’s up?” I work hard to keep my tone even. Even though something tells me I may be busted.

“I came up to get some printer paper from Hayden’s room,” she finally explains.

“Did you get what you were looking for?” I ask, looking down at her empty hands.

She blinks and looks down at her hands too.

“No,” she replies, and she turns away and walks into Hayden’s room.

I make a fast dash for my room. This is bad. If she heard me getting off, I’m screwed. I was thinking about her, but did I say her name? I sure fucking hope not.

After getting dressed, I head downstairs because I’m ready to eat lunch.

Ruby is sitting on the couch with her laptop in her lap and her legs crossed. She’s wearing a pair of short shorts, and all I see is her long toned and tanned legs. A flash of remembering her naked body returns and I realize how fucked I am. She’s everywhere I turn.

“I just need to make a sandwich,” I say awkwardly. When have I ever been awkward around a girl? The answer is never.

“Cool.” She nods.

I head to the kitchen and take a large sub bun out of the fridge, along with some cold cuts and lettuce.

Ruby walks into the kitchen after me. “I need to eat something,” she explains.

I step out of her way, but I am watching her move around the kitchen. She is taking things out of the fridge, probably to make a sandwich too. Her hair is gathered in a high ponytail. She’s wearing those short shorts she wears for track practice and a tight tank top. I try not to look at her body too much, but it’s kind of hard not to.

“Are you doing good?” I ask because the silence feels weird.