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And just like that, Cruz storms back through the house, grabs Grayson, and all but launches himself out the front door.
CHAPTER 11
My feet feel heavy as I drag myself up the grand staircase, my consciousness threatening to give out mid-step. It’s been a long day, and as the boys took off one by one, I found myself alone with the broodiest asshole I’ve ever met. The minutes ticked by deathly slow. Though, I can’t really complain. Carver’s silence and my need to ignore his assholery gave me a chance to catch up on a little schoolwork, and I mean very little. There’s still a tall stack of work I need to get through piled on the kitchen counter.
My brain is fried. All I want to do is find my bed and crash, though it’s only seven in the evening. If I were to go to bed now, I’d probably be up at four in the morning, demanding attention. The boys would force themselves to wake up to give it to me, but I don’t want to do that. They’re under enough stress as it is and I don’t need to add to that.
I miraculously make it to the top of the stairs and feel as though I get shorter with every step I take down the hallway. Until I walk past Carver’s bedroom door and hear a soft, needy groan coming from inside.
My back straightens as something comes alive within me.
My, oh my. Carver with his dick in his hand would certainly be a sight that no woman would ever be able to forget.
I find myself backing up and coming to a stop outside his door, desperately trying to control myself. His door is open just a crack, but it’s absolutely none of my business to be peeking through it.
I need to walk away.
I need to come to terms with the fact that Carver doesn’t want to get on board the sharing train and leave him the fuck alone. Yet no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop myself from wanting him. There’s just something about Dante Carver that draws me in. He’s intense in all the right ways and disturbingly gorgeous, but underneath all that broody assholery, he’s got the kindest heart that I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing, and I’m going to be absolutely wrecked when he finds another girl to share all that with.
When no other noises come from within, I somehow find the strength to step back from his door, but the second I do, a low, tormented groan sounds throughout the long hallway.
Fuck.
My fingers press against the hardwood of his door and I give it a gentle push. The door peels open before me, silently swinging wide into Carver’s darkened room. I find him lying back on his bed, one arm popped behind his head, his bulging muscles on display as his other hand strokes his glorious cock.
My mouth drops.
He’s as naked as the day he was born and it’s even better than I thought it was going to be. Dante Carver is everything. His body is strong, ripped, and his cock is as veiny, thick, and delicious as they come. I know without a single doubt in my mind that I am not going to be able to walk away. Not now, not ever, but I always knew that. It’s Carver who’s always held back. I’ve been upfront about what I’ve wanted, but lately, things have been shifting. Emotions and feelings are being tested as we’ve been thrown into impossible situations and forced to admit things we never intended on sharing.
His room is bathed in a low, natural light from his bedroom window, casting long shadows across his room and over his body, making the sharp ridges of his abs look even deeper as it casts a glow across his warm, olive skin.
Carver just watches me, not flinching or bothering to stop. He has nothing to be ashamed of, and fuck, he knows it.
My thighs clench, and as his dark, stormy eyes rest on mine, need races through me faster than his bullet did. God, I’ve got to have him.
I step deeper into his room, my heart racing as my hands begin to shake. He doesn’t stop moving, his hand slowly stroking up and down his throbbing cock as he watches me. Fire burns between us, fueled by the lust in his eyes and the desperate desire shining in my own.
Why am I so nervous? It’s just Carver.
The door closes with a soft thud behind me, and I can’t hear a damn thing over the rapid beat of my heart pulsing loudly in my ears. My breath comes in faster and I struggle to keep control. Fuck, who am I kidding? I lost control the second I heard that soft moan slipping from his warm lips.
