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“I’ve got the keys.” Griffin’s low voice comes from right next to us. “Careful, Foxxy.”

I heed his warning. We’re in a place where anyone could see. And even if our contract is over, we need to stay professional.

Still, I can’t stop myself from leaning in and kissing her just below her ear. “Let’s go, Pix.”

I turn away and don’t wait to see if she and Griff follow. I walk straight to the side door that leads to the parking lot. I spot her car easily, and how convenient, it’s close to where Griff and I parked earlier. I toss my bag into the bed of his truck just as the two of them reach me.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen. One of us will drive your car back to your apartment, the other will follow. You’re not driving with that foot.”

Griff silently tosses me her keys. After another second, she lets out an adorable huff, then walks over to Griff’s truck.

The drive back to her apartment is short. I don’t know where she usually parks, so I just pull into one of the visitor stalls out front, and they park right beside me a moment later.

When she gets out of Griff’s truck, she limps over to me and holds out her hand. “Okay, you drove my car home. Thank you.”

I pull the keys back, out of her reach. “Uh-uh, we’re coming inside.”

“Why?” she says in that breathy tone again.

I lean in, noticing how Griff has come up close behind her. I drop my voice down low. “Because I’m wondering if you still taste as sweet as I remember. It’s driving me crazy, seeing you again. Being so close to you. Tell me you want this, us, again.”

There’s no denying the whimper that escapes as her eyes widen.

These past few days, I've been giving myself whiplash, torn between telling myself the cabin was a onetime thing and wishing it was something more, but now that I have all three of us under the same roof, I know what I want. I just hope I’m not the only one.

She turns and unlocks the front door before casting a glance over her shoulder and nodding slightly.

That one motion fills me with equal parts relief and anticipation. It’s all I needed to see.

I make myself wait until we’re inside her building, then I finally give in and touch her. Just my hand on her lower back, but it’s something. The ride up to her floor is annoyingly slow. But then we’re in her apartment. Her dog is bouncing around our feet. And I couldn’t care less.

Sorry, pooch.

I slam the door shut, grab her hands to spin her into me, then cup her face in both hands and kiss her, feeling her melt under me. This. This is all I need in life. This woman, my best friend, and baseball. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

“I missed you,” I say in between kisses.

“You did?” She leans her head back, searching my face to see if I’m telling the truth.

I am.

Then she throws her arms around my shoulders, hugging me tightly. I immediately lift her off the ground, still kissing her as I walk blindly through her apartment.

“You’re gonna walk into a wall,” Griff grunts from behind me and I open my eyes, reluctantly pulling my lips back from Olivia’s.

"Where's your bedroom?”

She points to the one hallway, and I grin before changing direction. Griff follows us into her bedroom where I climb onto the bed on my knees before slowly lowering her down, following her with my body until I’m stretched out over her.

“What is even happening right now?” she whispers, her hand lifting up to stroke through my hair.

“If that isn’t clear to you, then I need to do a better job seducing you,” I comment before nipping at her lower lip.

She lets out a breathy laugh and shakes her head. “Rhetorical question, Denver.”

I move to her side and kick off my shoes, hearing them thud onto the floor next to the bed. With one finger, I draw a line down her jaw, then her neck, dipping between the low peaks of her breasts. “Okay, well, let me ask you again. Do you want this?” I look up into her eyes, searching for any hint of hesitation and finding none.

“Yes,” she says, her voice filled with the same desperation I’m feeling. “I want this. I want both of you.”