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I should be fucking ecstatic. I’m hard as fuck but all I can think about is Lace—how I wish this were her, that it was her hand fondling my cock. Fuck, in my head it’s not even Eva on top of me. It’s all Lacey. She’s fucking everywhere. I put my hands on Eva’s hips and lift her off me, muttering an apology. I’m angry, because she’s an awesome chick and I’m fucking her over.
Her eyes flicker with disappointment, but she doesn’t fight my decision. “I thought we could have a little fun, that’s all,” she murmurs, shrugging her shoulders.
I shake my head and groan. Why am I intent on punishing myself? A beautiful older Swedish chick wants to have her way with me, no strings attached, and I can’t do it? I might as well cut off my balls and hand them to Lace, because that’s about how I feel at the moment.
“I’m sorry,” I say again. I rake my hands through my hair and curse. “I’ll see myself out. For what it’s worth, I had a great time. You’re a cool chick, Eva.”
“You’re not staying for the movie?” she asks, her blond locks bouncing around her neck as she buttons up her shirt. She glances up at me, her blue eyes twinkling.
“I…” I’m not sure what to say. I just rejected her and she wants me to stay? I’m as confused as hell.
She laughs, enjoying my discomfort. “I’d still like to be your friend. You’re a nice guy. The kind of loyalty you have for your friend is rare. She’s lucky to have you, even if she doesn’t know it yet.”
I laugh and flop down on the couch next to her.
She smiles and reaches for the DVD, making a face. “Though I do wish you had better taste in movies.”
Just when I thought she couldn’t be any cooler, she manages it.
Chapter Seventeen
Lacey
“Are you sure I can’t walk you inside?”
“I’m fine.” I grin. “Thanks for dinner. You didn’t have to do that.”
“It’s nothing,” he says, waving his hand. “You’ve been working exceptionally hard over the last few days. Taking you to dinner was the least I could do. And you were surprisingly good company.”
“Surprisingly?” I ask with a wry smile.
“For someone who works too much,” he says, his eyes dancing.
I chuckle and play with my hands in my lap as my heart begins to pound. I wish I had the balls to just kiss him, but I’m terrified of him rejecting me. After Lucas…I shudder. I can’t risk fucking up this opportunity. I think Aaron likes me, but what if I’m wrong?
My hand moves towards the handle of the car door when I feel his fingers on my neck. I gasp as he cradles my face, turning it towards him. His soft touch is electric against my skin. My heart pounds as his lips inch towards mine.
We kiss, our lips meeting in a soft, fluid motion. I reach up, my hands getting lost in his hair, taking in everything about him. I run my fingers over his face, the feel of his stubble sending shivers down my spine.
He moves forward, the kiss deepening as he finds his way under my shirt. I whimper, my nipples hardening as his fingers brush over them. His tongue trails down the curve of my neck, then back up to my mouth, his lips tasting mine.
Eventually we break apart, and I’m left breathless and at a loss for words. All I can do is smile as he touches my forehead, moving the hair away from my eyes. He kisses the tip of my nose, and then plants another soft kiss on my lips.
“You better go before I can’t let you,” he murmurs, kissing me again.
I want to invite him in, but I wouldn’t want to have “that” conversation with Ariel if she happened to walk in on us. Reaching for the door handle, I open it, my hands shaking.
“I’ll see you Monday,” I say, forcing the words out of my mouth.
He raises his eyebrows and smiles. “If not before.”
**
“Well?” she asks, impatient.
I look up at Ariel, who stands in my bedroom doorway, leaning on the frame, her eyebrows raised.
“Sorry, what?” I ask, putting down my notes.
