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“Condoms? You don’t have one?”
My brow presses against hers as we lay naked together. “Baby, I was out withyou. Why would I need condoms?”
Our eyes hold for a beat and then we fall back on the bed together laughing until we can’t breathe. Damn, I love this woman.
After a moment, she turns her head, those pretty blues meeting mine. “Maybe this is a good thing. That we stopped, you know?”
I don’t want to agree, but— “Yeah, maybe.” We crossed some lines tonight. Lines I’d never even considered crossing with Cammy but hadn’t given a second’s thought to skating past tonight. And I should probably give that some thought right there. But for now, I just want to make sure wherever we’ve stopped, it’s on solid ground. “I mean, what kind of friend would I be if I ruined you for all other dudes? And if you got even a taste of what I can do with this guy…damn.”
Her brows pop up and her mouth opens in a little gape. “You didn’t just say that.”
Oh yeah, I did. “You’d never be the same. Hell, the bar’s set so high from my kiss alone, I’m betting it’s out of reach for most guys already.”
I’m expecting her to give me shit. Cut my ego down and walk all over it. But instead she just smiles at me. “You might be right.”
I’m not. One of these days she’s going to meet some asshole I’m going to hate and she’s going to love, and the kiss he gives her is going to wipe mine from her memory completely.
My hand finds hers, and I brush my thumb over the top. I figure this is one of those things I won’t be doing either, but for the next minute or two, maybe it’s okay.
* * *
Cammy
WatchingRux get dressed is almost as hot as watching him get undressed. Which means I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t be watching him at all. Whatever insanity we were swept up in has passed, and with the “friends” train back on track, it’s time to stop checking the poor guy out.
But those Superman boxer-briefs are awesome. All the better with his shirt on but still hanging open. And when he steps into his suit pants and pulls them up over those crazy powerful thighs… up so the open fly is sort of cradling what is a seriously significant package before he tucks everything back behind the zipper—
“Cammy, if you’re going to watch me get dressed,” he says, not actually looking at me, “you got to stop biting your lip while you do. It’s fucking hot and blowing holes in the ‘just friends’ firewall I’m trying to reconstruct.”
Heat rushing into my cheeks, I jerk straight from where I was leaning against my bedroom door, ogling my friend like a piece of meat.
Bad, Cammy!
“Sorry,” I squeak out, trying to look away. Failing. I do keep my teeth locked together though, so no lip-biting. But there’s an unfamiliar piece of me that’s preening over the idea of a man like Rux being affected by anything I do. I need to shake it off, but considering we’re less than an hour out from fooling around, I’m going to cut myself some slack.
He’s fastening the buttons of his shirt, those big hands and thick fingers making quick work of the task and making me wonder how I’d never recognized the hot potential of such a simple act before.
“No biting,” he says, snapping his fingers and pointing to where I’m totally biting my lip again.
My hand flies to my mouth and my eyes bug.
Rux huffs out a low chuckle, shaking his head as he walks over to me. “Yeah, it’s gonna take a minute for me too.” He shoves his hands deep into his pockets and smiles down at where I’m standing there allspeak-no-evil. The corner his mouth kicks up and he drops a quick kiss at my temple. “But we’ll be fine.”
I nod and he flashes a wink before cutting past me toward the living room.
After a breath, I follow. I hang back, watching from across the room, hating that for the first time since we met, I don’t know what to say to him and the silence feels strained.
We walk to the door and Rux stops, runs a hand through that overlong hair that felt so good between my fingers, and turns to me. The look in his eyes is one I don’t really know what to make of and am not entirely sure I even want to try.
“Cammy—” he starts at the same time I say, “Thank you.” We both shake our heads, then putting my hand on Rux’s chest, I start again. “Thank you for tonight,” I say, feeling more shy than I ever have with this man. When I look up into his eyes, it’s pure affection,pure Ruxstaring back at me. “I had a really good time.”
He pulls me in for one of his signature one-armed hugs, tucking me into his side and burrowing his face into the top of my head. “I think you mean really,reallygood.”
This guy.
Chapter 9
Rux
