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She gives me a firm nod, then goes back to massaging my arm.

“How are you doing?”

Collins shrugs and moves down to my forearm. “I’m okay. Girls’ night was a lot of fun. It reminded me how much I enjoy hosting people at my place. Looked a little different than when Caleb and I used to do it, but it was good to figure out that there’s still something I enjoy about it.”

The tightness in my chest loosens. “I’m glad to hear that.”

Her gaze flicks to mine again and holds. “I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch.” She licks her bottom lip, and my attention is drawn there.

“You don’t need to apologize.”

Her hands work their way down to my hands.

“Is this cheating?” I ask.

She frowns, pulling on and massaging my fingers, one at a time. “What do you mean?”

“I know I’m supposed to be giving you space.”

“I didn’t say we couldn’t talk. We’re still friends. Honestly, if I was avoiding you, it was because I thought it might make it easier to keep us from… well, you know.”

It’s too dim in here to tell if she’s blushing, but if I had to put money on it, I’d say she is.

“Can I make a confession?” I grip her hand, forcing her to stop what she’s doing.

Her gaze flicks over to meet mine. She nods.

“My back doesn’t really bother me. Even before. That was just a ruse to come and see if you were okay.”

“Can I make a confession?” She smiles.

I nod.

“I had a feeling.” Her grin widens, and we both laugh.

Unable to resist, I sit up on the table, shifting so my legs hang over the side. The thin sheet still covers my lap, though just barely. I take her hand again and pull her between my legs.

“I’ve missed you,” I can’t resist telling her, though maybe I should. Maybe it would make it easier to remember that I’m supposed to be giving her space.

“I’ve missed you too.”

I close my eyes and drop my forehead to hers. God, what a rush hearing her say those words to me. I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear them. To know I’m not alone in this. My lips tingle with the need to press them to hers. But I need to respect her wishes, so I hold back.

Then her lips meet mine.

Breathing her in, I deepen the kiss, pushing one hand into her hair while the other rests on the crook of her neck. My hand skates down over her breast, and she arches into my touch. I can feel the turgid peak of her nipple through the fabric, and I brush my thumb back and forth over it.

She moans into my mouth as that same hand slides lower to the waistband of her scrubs. My finger dips just beyond the band and I pull away from her, asking for her permission before I go further.

When she nods, my hand slides lower, down below her underwear and between her legs. Collins lets out a sigh when the pads of my fingers touch her tight bud, then she presses her lips to mine again.

She’s so wet and warm under my touch. I’d give anything right now to be able to taste her, but before I can tell her, she strips away the sheet from my lap, and her hand wraps around my length.

Holy fuck.

She runs her hand up and down my shaft, and the massage oil on her palm… holy shit… she’s killing me with how easy she’s gliding up and down.

I deepen our kiss, using the hand pushed into her hair to direct her where I want her, while my hand between her legs slides farther down until I’m plunging one, then two fingers into her. Jesus, she’s tight. I can only imagine what she’d feel like with my cock stretching her open.