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I’m still naked, my cock still at attention. I turn back to Damon and glare at him again so he knows just how pissed I am. If he’d just waited ten minutes. Okay, I wanted more like an hour, but I would have settled for a quickie.
“She’s waiting for the monster plan,” Harper says while trying to tug her dress on under the sheet.
“Monster plan?” Damon asks as he walks into my room.
“Do you mind?” Harper asks.
Damon grins and turns his back to her. “I’m not watching.”
“I meantleave the room,” Harper says.
“I live here, remember?” he says.
“You don’t live in my room,” I say as I throw a pillow at him.
“Fine,” he says. He walks in slow motion to the door and hesitates at the threshold.
“You might as well stay,” Harper says.
I look over to see that she’s managed to get her dress on. I know for a fact she’s commando since her panties are on the other side of my room. Her hair is a wild mess from our night together and her makeup is smudged. She looks more gorgeous than I’ve ever seen her.
“So what’s this monster plan?” Damon asks.
I hop off the bed and find my boxers and step into them while Harper spills the details.
“You’re kidding, right?” Damon says. “You’re going to let her go along with this insane plan?”
“Letme?” Harper says.
I laugh. I know that tone. “Harper’s a big girl. I am, however, going to offer my assistance. And yours.”
“Fuck that,” Damon says. “I’m not going to die because your booty call wants to win a prize.”
“Booty call?” Harper scoffs. “I already knew you were an asshole, Damon, but seriously?”
“If she doesn’t win that pass, she’s in big trouble,” I say.
“If I don’t win that pass, I’m dead,” she corrects.
Damon looks from Harper to me, then back again. “You’re serious?”
“I’m serious, Damon,” she says.
Damon’s brow furrows. “Does this have something to do with you hooking up with Liam?”
“How does everyone know about that?” Harper groans.
“There are no secrets in a place like this,” Damon says.
“And no, it doesn’t,” I say.
“Well, not exactly,” Harper corrects. “He’s involved, but not in the way you think.”
Quickly, Harper gives him the shortened version of the story. By the end, Damon’s expression has changed. The usual sarcastic or cocky grin is gone. He looks concerned.
“I’m in,” he says.
“Thanks,” Harper says.
“We should go, your roommate was pretty worked up,” Damon says.
“As soon as I find my panties,” Harper says.
“And that’s where you make your exit,” I tell Damon. “Give us ten minutes.”
As soon as Damon closes the door, I tackle Harper. “They can wait a little longer.”
She laughs as we fall back into the bed.
