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Damn insects.
“Why is it okay for me but not you?” I counter.
He leans over and presses his lips to my forehead. “Because you loved that.” Sawyer rises from the bed, shirtless, and my eyes rake over every inch of his defined chest and each ripple of his abdominals and lats. The beautiful dips at his hips, leading to his unbuttoned jeans and just a peek of a dark thatch of hair hiding underneath.
I bite down on my tongue, stopping myself from initiating round two.
That can’t possibly be a good idea with our arrangement.
Hell, my pussy probably couldn’t survive after the pounding it just took.
I purse my lips to stop from smiling, or more likely purring like a freaking happy cat who wants to lazily lounge while someone strokes her spine and tells her she’s a good girl.
What the hell is wrong with me?
“You just had an entire internal conversation with yourself, didn’t you?” Sawyer laughs, then puts on his shirt, and damn him, his hand caresses my spine before he pulls the sheets up over me. “Take a nap and set your alarm so you don’t blame me when you’re late for work this afternoon.”
My eyes tighten, and my teeth grind together. “In your dreams, Kingston.”
The asshole laughs again, cocky and self-assured. “You’re already going to be dreaming about me, Red.”
The hell I am.
* * *
“Why do you look so tired?” Mom walks into the small kitchen area in our office later that afternoon and fills her water bottle. “Was last night that bad?”
How do I want to answer my mother?
No, Mom. Last night was great. But I let my new fuck buddy choke me out while I orgasmed harder than I ever dreamed possible. And according to my medical degree, I’m an expert on the human body, so that’s saying something. Oh, and PS: I know he already fucked up all our lives once, but I’m just delusional enough to think he’s not going to do it again.
“Last night was fine. Just busy, and I didn’t catch much of a nap this morning.” I sip my coffee and keep my snark to myself.
What would she think if she knew I was sleeping with someone I’ve loathed for years?
Mom screws the lid back on her bottle with her eyes locked on me. “Whatever you say, honey. You’re a big girl. I have one more patient, and then I’m heading over to the hospital. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Bye.” I watch her leave and finish off my coffee, knowing there’s not enough caffeine in the city to get me through today. Then I grab my phone from my pocket and text Quinn.
Wren
911.
Quinn
What’s going on? Do I need to bury a body or bludgeon something with the shovel?
Wren
You are so dramatic.
Quinn
You’re the one who just texted 911. The last time you did that... Scratch that. You’ve never done that before. So tell me what’s going on. The buses are leaving for the arena in a minute, and my ass is the one who has to take attendance. Ever had to deal with twenty professional hockey players before?
Wren
Umm... no.
