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And since I definitely didn’t seehimas a brother, I had no problem with it.

He finished cooking while I tried—and failed—to focus on the poems in the book I’d found. Afterward, we ate together, sitting on the edge of his mattress.

And then we silently slid into spots on opposite sides of the bed.

I clung to my edge, and was quickly overwhelmed by the calming scent of the man next to me. It knocked me out in little more than a heartbeat.

Three

I wokeup sweating all over Ervo.

My tank top had ridden up to just below my boobs, so over half of my bare chest was plastered to his. A massive, hot hand was draped over my ass—which was thankfully still covered—and the other had slid beneath my top and curled around my ribs. His fingertips were pressing into the rim of my nipple, and damn, I had no idea that could be a turn-on.

Ervo’s breathing was steady, though, his body so relaxed that I didn’t think he was awake yet.

…which meant I had time to salvage this shitshow.

I was on top of him, on his side of the bed, so clearly my sleep-self had decided to be a needy bitch. This whole thing was my fault, and I needed to end it.

Quickly.

I carefully wiggled my arms out—one from underneath his back, and the other from between our bodies.

His breathing was still steady, phew.

Now, to deal withhisarms…

I huffed out a breath as I glanced backward, at the one on my ass.

How dare he hold my butt so possessively while declaring that he didn’t want to be anything but friends?

Orsiblings?

I knew he was into me—he just wouldn’t admit it.

So, I eased his arm away from my ass as I rolled slightly away.

Instead of letting go of me—like a normal sleeping person—his fingers dug into my crack.

I inhaled sharply.

The ones on the other hand tightened on my nipple, and I squeaked.

Ervo’s eyes opened slowly, and collided with mine.

My lips parted as I watched his brown skin redden, just the tiniest bit.

He was blushing.

Blushing, blushing.

Holy shit, why was that so adorable?

He slowly released my nipple, and withdrew his hand from beneath my tank.

The fingers in my crack moved even slower than the others, but finally, he removed that hand too.

I rolled off of him and hurried to the bathroom before either of us had to say anything.

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