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Rising, he pulled on his boxers and a pair of jeans. His gaze snagged on the bag from The Velvet Vault and the silver box protruding from the plastic. An idea took hold, and though it probably wasn’t the best romantic gesture to get them back on an even keel, it might be enough to intrigue Denver. She wasn’t exactly one for romance anyway. But just because she wanted to keep everything on a sex level didn’t mean he did.
He wasn’t sure what he wanted yet, truthfully, other than more of Denver. Hearing her practically admit she loved him—even if it was just platonic, though that wasn’t a word in their vocabulary any longer—hadn’t simmered him down on that score.
She had real feelings for him. Confusing, probably snarly ones if they were anything like his own. While they figured them out, and each other, they’d fuck their way to bliss. Seemed like a reasonable plan to him.
He palmed the silver box and strode to the door. Time to begin phase one of getting Denver just as addicted to him as he was to her already.
As he’d become within the span of one touch. One kiss. One stroke into her tight, slick body.
“Den.” He knocked once, then again. “Can I come in? Or can you come out?”
The door popped open. She’d pulled on her jersey again and straightened her sex-mussed hair, which was a damn shame. “I have to get back to the room. Elle’s probably already looking for me.”
“I’m not even sure what I’m apologizing for, but I’m sorry.”
Her lips pursed. “You are so male.”
Saying nothing, he gestured at his groin and lifted his brows. And maybe added a slightly hangdog expression to his face in the hopes of making her soften.
She sighed heavily. “I guess I can’t argue with that logic. Especially when I’m still feeling too damn good. What’s in the box?”
Leaning against the doorjamb, he rubbed the corner of it against his chin. Denver hated to be kept waiting, and she hated not knowing everything immediately. He could use her incessant curiosity and impatience to his benefit. “Are we good with laying down ground rules? You’re not going to return to Elle and rabbit the next time I see you like none of this ever happened?”
She rolled her eyes. “Did you forget I’m the one who showed up at your door? I’m not going to wig out. I knew you probably wouldn’t be cool with just keeping things loose.”
“I’m an all-in sort of guy. Pretty sure you knew that about me, Colorado. On that note…” He popped open the top on the box and waited.
“What is this?” She caught her finger in the loop and lifted the small connected silicone pink balls. “It looks dirty and I have to go.”
“Why I thought they’d be perfect for you. They’re a traveling sort of item.” He took them back and went into the bathroom to wash them in the sink.
“A traveling sex toy. Right. While I’m driving a bus. Boy, you clearly must’ve had some cells knocked loose when they kicked you around in that alley.”
Ignoring her, he turned off the water and patted the balls dry with a towel. “They’re ben wa balls. Typically used for sexual pleasure or Kegels, but we know you don’t need to do those.”
“Says you.” She snorted. “I do fifteen hundred a day on the bus.” When his eyes narrowed, she shrugged. “Not a lot of exercises I can do while riding the gears.” She pointed. “And don’t even with your dirty jokes. Not in the mood.”
Suppressing a grin, he sidestepped her and aimed for the tube of lube in the bedroom. “Want me to do the honors or…”
“Dude, do I need to mention the bus again? Do you know the kind of jostling that’ll cause?”
“You drive smoothly.”
When she didn’t respond, he shrugged. “Up to you, of course.”
She came around the bed and sat beside him. “These are supposed to feel good, huh? They’re pretty small.”
“They’re lightly weighted.” He handed them to her again so she could examine them. “Figured I’d help you put them in and see what happens. If you don’t like them, just pop them out in the bathroom.”
“I honestly don’t see what these could possibly do for me.” But she reclined on the bed and tugged up her jersey, exposing her white panties and a slice of flat, tanned belly. When added to the dark landing strip barely visible through her panties, he was a goner.
“Hello? Thought you were going to slide those babies on in. Let’s get on with it, pal. I have a heartbroken guitarist to distract so she doesn’t think I’ve been fucking you for the past couple hours.” She grinned, dazzling him.
He exhaled and shook his head as he uncapped the lube. “She might not be thinking it, but I’ll be reliving every moment as I jerk one out in the shower. Another shower, even though I took one last night.”
“Sweaty business, nailing me.” She traced a fingernail over his thigh. “We aren’t done discussing the gambling thing. Just putting a pause on it for now.”
