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I was getting up to leave when Jamie suddenly came into my field of vision. He walked up to me with a shot of whiskey in one hand and two bottles of beer in the other.

“How long?” Jamie asked, his voice raspy from his performance.

“What’s that?” I thought he was going to offer me one of the beers, but he didn’t.

“How long have you been in love with Tessa?”

Jesus, how did he know? Had I actually looked love sick as I stared at her? Instead of answering, I arched a brow.

Jamie grinned and nodded over his shoulder at the table Tessa and Tom should have been at, but which was now empty. I stared at it before looking again at the giant man.

“We’re friends. Just friends.”

Jamie remained silent, but his grin grew. I shifted, slightly uncomfortable for perhaps the first time in my life. That grin unnerved me.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” I said, trying to make the shrug I gave him appear casual. “Tessa’s not even my type.”

Jaimie slowly nodded, still assessing me with that confident grin. “So me kissing her in front of you didn’t bother you at all?” he asked, his Irish accent thick.

I shook my head.

“My lips on yourfriendwas no problem at all?”

“No problem at all.”

“The image of her tongue, hot and wet, slipping inside my mouth is totally fine then, lad?”

I forced my jaw to unclench. “That’s right,pal.”

He grinned. I knew he wanted a fight. He wanted a reaction out of me. I wasn’t going to give it to him, the stinking man-child, even though he was so hot, I wouldn’t mind grappling around with him a little.

Or a lot.

“So you’ll be alright if I decide I want to plough into her and hear her gasping my name as she comes?”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. My fist collided with his cheek before I even had time to process it. Pain erupted in my knuckles as bone hit bone. A red welt was already forming near Jamie’s eye as he rotated his jaw and pressed a cold beer bottle against his skin.

I expected him to retaliate and I was ready for it, my chest heaving, anger burning my blood. But he didn’t.

Instead, he grinned, raised his whiskey glass, and gave a quick “Cheers” before walking away.

I hated that man because he was an asshole. But later that night, my anger at Jamie certainly didn’t stop me from jerking off to the image of him doing exactly what he said he’d do to Tessa.

And I came while I imagined her gasping out his name.

And then mine.

Chapter 9

Tessa

I sent a text of warning to Ellis before leaving my apartment Sunday morning.

TESSA:May end up in jail today. Please keep your phone with you in case I need to be bailed out.

As I tugged on my pair of old sneakers, he messaged back.

ELLIS:Streaking again?

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