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“You’re not going to live with him forever,” Bentley answered logically. “You only have how many months of college left? The roommate thing is temporary, and besides, you don’t have to pick him for your experimenting if you don’t want to.”
“We just heartily approve if you do,” Teagan added on a wink.
I lifted my finger sternly. “Let’s get one thing straight. If I’m doing this… If… Then it has to be Wick. He’s the only person I trust enough to…experiment on.”
“Well…” Bella blew out a breath and lifted her eyebrows. “I think we have our answer, ladies.”
Except no, for the rest of their visit, I still felt utterly certain I’d never go through with such a bold idea.
21
Haven
I think I hated my cousins.
It was funny how just a few hours could change things. I’d been so certain that revenge sex was not for me. But the damn seed Bentley, Bella, Lucy, and Teagan had planted in my head had taken root. I thought and deliberated and decided, hell, why not give it a try?
I was going to seduce my roommate.
Oh Lord. My heart began to thump like crazy and my nerves felt like live wires. I was going to seduce my roommate.
After everyone left a little after noon, I retreated to my room and tried to do homework, but I couldn’t stop thinking about Wick and the conversation I’d had with the girls.
By evening, I had sobered up enough to realize the plan was crazy and I still wanted to try it, anyway. So, I took a shower, prepped myself, and finally went on the prowl, looking for my prey.
I found him in the kitchen, sitting at the table with his back to me as he typed on his laptop.
“Hey, there you are,” I murmured, pitching my voice low and sexy. God, at least I hoped it sounded sexy and not like a sick calf. “Whatcha doing?”
“Work,” he said distractedly, still studying his screen. “I’m an online tutor for the university’s math department. Sundays are the best days I have to do that.”
Dammit. He was working. I couldn’t disturb him while he was trying to make money. And his explanation sounded like a polite way of telling me to leave him alone since Sundays were basically the only day he had open to earn his bread.
Growing cold feet, I started to back from the kitchen. Until he said, “Why? Is there something you nee—” He broke off completely when he glanced up and saw me poised uncertainly in the doorway.
My stomach flipped over. He was wearing his glasses again. God, he looked so good in glasses.
“No, not at all,” I said, biting my lip and backing away another inch. “I just wanted to say sorry about how my family invaded this weekend. They’re kind of overwhelming, I know. But it all comes from a good place.”
He didn’t answer, just stared at me as if he was frozen. Heat pooled in my stomach. My primping had definitely worked. After showering and shaving my legs, I’d slathered on lotion and makeup and hair products, then worn the shortest shorts I owned and gone without a bra since he seemed to realize immediately when I wasn’t wearing one.
His lips parted and chest heaved as his gaze wandered down and then back up again.
The blood began to race through my veins faster. Okay, I was doing this. I was really going to do this. Putting an extra sway to my hips to make sure my breasts would shift noticeably under my shirt, I started toward him.
“Wick?” I asked innocently. “You okay?”
He seemed to fall into a trance, just watching me.
When I reached him, I set a hand on his shoulder. He shuddered under my touch and drew in a deep breath.
“What?” He blinked at me in confusion.
I smiled, feeling a little powerful about how well this was working. “My family,” I prompted. “I was apologizing to you for the way they bulldozed their way into visiting this weekend.”
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“Oh.” He sounded breathless as he gulped and nodded. “No, it’s fine. They remind me a lot of my family.”
