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The daywillcome when they stop.
So, for now, I’m going to stay on this ride with him before he kicks me off.
We lost at cornhole … all four games, even when we played against Noah and Cohen. That’s right. My ass couldn’t even beat a five-year-old at the game. Our night ended with a bonfire and smores. I’ve never enjoyed myself so much at a barbeque.
Maliki’s eyes stay on the road. “They are.”
“Georgia invited me to the next one. Hopefully, you’ll be in attendance, too.”
He chuckles and parks in the rear parking lot, cutting the ignition. “Oh, it’s like that now, huh?Hopefully,I’ll be there?”
“Damn straight.”
“Come anytime, and consider Georgia’s invite a big deal. She’s normally not as receiving to women brought to our barbeques as she was with you.”
“Really? Why?”
“She’s protective of the people she cares about.”
We get out of the car and step into the night, the bright security light glowing above us. I unlock the door, head up the stairs, and flip on lights with Maliki trailing behind me.
“Have you and her ever …”
He shakes his head. “I see her as a little sister. Cohen is a brother to me, and even if I were attracted to her romantically, I’d never touch her. He practically raised Georgia. Hell, he waited a year until introducing us to her—post threatening to rip our balls out one by one if we touched her.”
I bite my lips to hide my smile. “And none of the others have?”
He tosses his keys onto the island. “Nope.”
“Has she tried with any of them?”
“Don’t know. Not my business, and if you learn any different, don’t tell me. I refuse to be swept up in that shitstorm.”
“Gotcha. I like her and the girls.”
“Watch it though. They’re quite the troublemakers.”
I open the fridge for a bottle of water, my back facing him. “They’re convinced we’re going to have sex.”
“Oh, really?” There’s no difference in his tone, and I’m too scared to face him.
“Really,” I say around a gulp.
“Do you agree?”
My back straightens, chills running up my spine, and I return the water to the fridge. Hell, I need something stronger. I go to snag a bottle of wine but stop when he keeps talking.
“Look at me, Sierra.” His voice has pivoted, now controlled, deep, and demanding.
I do as I was told, shutting the fridge and leaning back against it. His brown eyes are fixated on me, his face hardened, jaw clenched. I’ve never felt so on display, nor has my pulse been so strong.
“Would you have sex with me?” His smirk is loaded with confidence. He knows my answer. “Answer me straight up.”
Act cool.
Act normal.
I gape at him while pulling myself together. “I mean … if you wanted to have sex with me.”
