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Jerk.
“Whatever. If you hurt your back, it’s on you.”
“Your concern is appreciated,” he says, drolly.
“I mean, did you know that some back injuries can cause anal leakage?” I ask helpfully, fighting my smile and instead trying to sound concerned.
Ben comes to a complete stop and turns to look over his shoulder at me. I shrug helplessly, making my eyes go round and what I hope appears innocent.
“I’m just saying. You’re not getting any younger. It might be hard to attract women and anal leakage would be abigturn off.”
“I’m only trying to attract one woman and if she keeps trying to give me hell, I’m thinking I’m going to spank her ass until she begs me to stop.”
I don’t have to fake my eyes going round now. I’m too busy coughing because I swallowed my damn gum. Ben grins—a reallysexygrin. Then, he walks away, leaving me to follow after him.
And again, I hear him in my head.
That’s not the only thing huge, and you like that too.
Shit.
Ben
“I’ll drain the cooler from what’s melted and then we can stock it. That okay with you?” I ask Junie. I’m hiding my smile at the jittery way she enters the garage. I have her on edge. She’s giving off signals that tells me she wants me—maybe as much as I want her, but that is doubtful.
“I live to serve,” she mumbles.
“If only that were true,” I reply, shaking my head.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
I finish draining the cooler, putting the stopper back in, and then turn to look at Junie. She’s standing in front of the fridge, her hair is pulled back into a ponytail now, high on top of her head. It shouldn’t look sexy, but hell if it doesn’t. Then again, everything about Junie is sexy to me.
“It means if you were really here to serve me, you’d be on your knees, helping with this ache in my dick you’ve caused.”
“I’ve caused?” she questions, disbelief so thick in her voice—or maybe annoyance—that her voice comes out screechy.
“Baby, when you bend over, that denim material caresses those ass cheeks of yours….” I let my sentence go unfinished because I figure she can figure out the fantasies I’m having. “You’ve been torturing my poor dick.”
“Will you stop!” she exclaims, her face flushing with color.
“Turn around, Junie,” I tell her, my voice dropping down as I let the tight control I have on my hunger for her slip.
“What?” she asks, her voice soft and even with the small distance between us, I can see how her chest moves as her breath begins to go ragged as she forces it out.
She definitely wants me.
“You heard me, Junie. Turn around.”
I wait for her to tell me to go to hell. I fully expect it. She has no idea that I’m already in hell. I need her so much that I wasn’t lying to her. I am aching. It’s physically painful to keep denying my body what it wants. If I could go back to a year ago, I’d kick my own ass. She still wants me. I just need to remind her of all the things that attracted us to each other in the first place. It wasn’t all sex. It was so much more and like the idiot I am, I didn’t even notice it until she was gone.
“Ben…”
Ben.Not sheriff, not asshole, but Ben. I don’t know why that feels like a huge victory, but given the hunger, the heat, and the emotions flying around us…it does.
“Turn around, Junie. I’m an asshole, but you have to know somewhere down deep that I wouldn’t hurt you. You’re safe with me.”
“You did hurt me, Ben.”
