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Brett lunged forward, making a grab for me and I squealed and bolted for the door leading to his house.

I twisted the door handle but it was locked!

Fuck.

I squealed again as Brett’s arms wrapped around me and he pulled me into him.

His head dipped down and his breath warmed my ear as he asked, “Where are you going?”

I squirmed uncomfortably because his hard-on was stabbing me in the back. Did he grow bigger in his pants too from working out? “I think I was making a break for your room.”

“Mmmm,” he purred into my ear and my insides quivered in response. “That’s actually a good idea.” He reached around me and shoved a key into the door handle. After a twist so sharp I was surprised he didn’t break the key off, he pushed the door open.

Pulling the key back, I took advantage of his distraction and burst forward, breaking the grip of his one arm.

“Hey!” he called out as I took off.

Thankfully, it wasn’t the first time I had been in Brett’s house. I’d been invited over for dinner a couple of times, so I could kind of guess where I was in the dark. Kind of…

“Shit,” I shrieked as my shins made contact with something very hard. Maybe running around his house in the dark wasn’t a good idea after all.

“Are you okay?” Brett asked and walked up behind me while I bent over, rubbing my throbbing hurts.

“I don’t think I broke anything.”

“Let me get some light on and I’ll check you out.”

“It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt,” I grumbled to myself as Brett walked over to the wall and flipped the lights on.

I squinted and winced at the sudden bright light while Brett walked back over to me. He squatted down to check me out.

“Come here,” he told me and I stepped closer to him. He examined my shins with a critical eye. Then he poked at one of them and asked, “Does that hurt?”

I hissed, “Yes.”

He nodded. “I don’t think you’re seriously injured but you’ll probably have a couple of bruises tomorrow.”

I made a face somewhere between a frown and a pout.

Brett straightened from the floor and then he scooped me up into his arms. “And just to be safe, you probably shouldn’t walk.”

“Eek,” I squeaked. He lifted me up far too easily. I mean I was small but I wasn’t that small. I grabbed at his shirt to hold on.

Brett turned and started to walk while carrying me as if I weighed nothing at all.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked.

His eyes glinted as he grinned. “To my room.”

“But I’m injured now.” I sighed. “Looks like I broke myself.”

Brett tipped back his head at that and his chest rumbled as he laughed. “Indeed. Good thing I’m here to kiss you better.”

Indeed, I thought to myself while feeling my heart flutter at his bright smile. And I hoped that wasn’t the only thing he was planning to do.

* * *

With each step up towards Brett’s bedroom, my heart thundered in my chest. This was it. We were so going to do it. At least, I hoped we were going to. Even before all the crap with my parents, I was pretty sure we were both planning on this moment.

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