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Logan glances at his watch. “I’m already five minutes late to work. I should go, although I’d really rather be here.”
“Don’t worry; I’ll be here for at least a couple of weeks. We will have plenty of time to grab a drink and hang out.”
Logan grins as he walks backward toward the door, still looking at me. “I’m not worried about having time for us to hang out. I’m just disappointed that I’m going to miss the fight.”
“Fight?”
Logan just continues to grin like the bastard that he is. “Have a good night. You might need to call a chiropractor for tomorrow. The couch is worse than the futon—or so I’ve been told.”
Logan leaves me standing alone in the living room. I eye the couch; it looks ancient. A large indentation is on the cushion on one end; it’s clear that Logan sits there every single time. The other end is scratched up from where his dog used to sleep. There is no way I’m sleeping on that couch. I don’t know why I would anyway if there is a perfectly good bed just down the hallway.
I prepare myself for what is waiting for me down the hall. I know my friend too well. We always pulled pranks on each other as kids. So, I’m sure he did something stupid to the bed after I complained about my back last time. If the bed is unusable, I’ll just buy a new one.
I carry my bag down the hallway, trying to think of what I would do to him if I wanted to prank him. Pour beer in his bed. Put books under one corner of his bed, so it’s crooked. Just remove the mattress completely.
I reach for the handle of the door just as it turns.
I frown.
The door swings open, and the last person I expected to see is standing in the doorway.
Tori.
Except this woman can’t be Tori. Tori is an awkward high schooler with braces, frizzy hair, and oversized clothes that don’t fit her body. The person standing before me is all woman. Her dark jeans make her legs look long as they hug over her curvy hips. Her gray V-neck accentuates her waist and cleavage, which shows just how much she has grown up since the last time I saw her. And her auburn hair shines as it frames her face, which is no longer covered in freckles and instead looks smooth and flawless.
Tori frowns when she sees me. “What are you doing here?”
I smirk. “I could ask you the same question.”
“I’m here to see my brother.” She places her hands on her hips, and her breasts automatically push up against her shirt.
My cock twitches at the sight.
I force my eyes to look into her deep brown eyes instead of at her breasts. I never thought that I would have that problem when it came to Tori. She’s my best friend’s little sister. We used to make her life miserable. I can’t fuck her and then leave her. Logan would kill me.
“Same.”
Her eyes darken as she glares at me and then down at the bag I’m carrying. “You’d better be taking that to a hotel.”
“I’m not staying at a hotel. I’m staying here. That way, I can get plenty of time to see Logan and torture you, just like old times.”
She narrows her eyes and steps forward, trying to intimidate me even though she is only half my size. “Then, you can sleep on the couch. And, as far as torturing me goes, that won’t be happening. I’m not the scrawny teenage girl I was before.”
I laugh as I look her up and down. “You might have filled out a little since the last time I saw you, but you still barely come up to my chest. I can torture you as much as I want, and you won’t be able to do a thing about it.”
Her nostrils flare, and her face turns bright red.
“I have an important meeting I need to get to in the morning. I really need to go to sleep. Give me the bedroom tonight, and maybe we can work something out tomorrow.” I wink at her.
Her eyes deepen, and I think I see a vein popping out of her head. She’s so angry with me.
“This is my room!”
“Who is the one who has to get up to go to work in the morning? From what I heard, it sure isn’t you. You can nap in my bed while I’m at work.”
“No. I’m not sleeping on the couch. You are.”
I laugh. “Oh, come on, Tori. You’re tiny. You can easily fit on the couch.”
