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Chapter Nine

Dylan

I’m awake before my alarm goes off, my brain having spent the entire night doing an increasingly pornographic play-by-play reenactment of mine and Tessa’s make out session at the outdoor concert. I’d been hard at the time it had happened, but re-living it naked and horny as hell, alone in my bed, fuck, I’d had to jerk off three times in an attempt to wear myself out just so I could fall asleep.

Hadn’t worked though.

And now I’m dog ass tired as I roll out of bed and into the shower, my morning wood harder than ever. Christ, this woman, I think as I rest a hand against the wall, the other gripping my shaft, tugging slowly as I close my eyes and picture her, lying beneath me on the blanket last night. I don’t know how or why the hell I’ve changed my mind about her, but I do know with absolute certainty that I have never, ever wanted someone as much as I want Tessa.

It’s different to before too, back when we were just hooking up for casual sex. Because this time around, I’m actually getting to know her and it’s surprising to find that I not only like everything about her, but that I want to know more too. Want to know everything.

As the water continues to fall around me, I press my forehead to the tile and work my hand faster, knowing I need to take care of my current dick situation if I’m planning on showing up to work today. The last thing I need is a hard-on that Jack notices and feels the need to comment on.

By the time I get into work, I’ve finished my first coffee and am heading into Apple Jacks to grab myself another. When I step through the doors though, I’m surprised to see Tessa sitting up at the bar, her back to me as she studies some papers.

She hasn’t heard me come in and I take advantage of that by quietly walking up behind her. “Good morning,” I whisper, as I lean down to press a kiss to the side of her neck.

“Fuck!” Tessa shouts, jumping in her seat and nearly whacking her head into mine. “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.”

Chuckling, I wrap my arms around her from behind, sliding them around her waist as I nuzzle into her neck some more. “Sorry, couldn’t resist,” I murmur, kissing my way up to her ear. “I was thinking about you all night.”

“Really?” she asks, half turning so she’s looking at me.

I lift my brows with a smirk. “Really,” I repeat, before leaning in to kiss her.

For a brief second, she freezes, almost as though she’s contemplating not kissing me back. But just as quickly, it’s gone, her lips now parting as she deepens the kiss, her fingers curling into the material of my t-shirt and tugging me closer.

“Seems like maybe I wasn’t the only one,” I murmur against her mouth.

Tessa slaps at my chest, gently shoving me back. “I don’t know,” she says, smiling. “I slept like a baby last night.”

Grinning, I lean close, nipping her bottom lip before moving my mouth to her ear. “Really? ’Cause I didn’t. Not even after jerking off three times.”

She groans now, swaying a little as her eyes close.

I slide a hand up her back, cupping the back of her neck and pulling her close again. “Bet you wish you were with me, huh? To watch or maybe join in? Had to do it again in the shower this morning too.”

Smiling, she shakes her head at me. “Still so cocky,” she whispers, her tongue poking out to wet her bottom lip.

I hold her to me, my tongue now tracing the path hers took. “I just know what I want,” I whisper. “And you should know that I’m prepared to do anything to prove that,” I add, kissing her again before she has a chance to question my motives once more.

I know she still has doubts and I can’t blame her, but like I said before, I’ve always been honest about where things stand and how I feel, and this is no different.

Before I wanted nothing more than casual sex and she knew that.

Now, I don’t want random hook ups with Tessa, and I’m trying to make sure she knows that too.

And even though I can’t explain why, I’m not fucking with her when I say that I do want more with her. The kind of more that includes dates, and making out at work, and sleepovers, and lazy Sundays spent fucking in bed all day.

“What the fuck?”

The sound of an all too familiar voice has both me and Tessa springing apart and when I turn to find Tommy and Pen standing in the doorway, both of them smiling at us, I know I’m never going to hear the end of this.

“Oh my god, are you guys back together?” Penny asks with way too much excitement as she claps her hands together and nudges Tommy in the side. “Look, Tommy, this is so freaking cute!”

Tommy grunts something incomprehensible, even as he grins at both of us. Before he has a chance to add his own thoughts on what might or might not be happening between me and Tess, I open my mouth and say, “So, back to work, huh? How was the honeymoon?”

It’s a dumb question, because of course the honeymoon would have involved non-stop fucking, something which I’m certain they are both wondering about with Tess and me.

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