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I have the sudden urge to stick my tongue out at him. That would be super adult-like.
I need to get a grip and I need to forget about Hunter.
Beside me, Andrew is still talking.
“I’m sorry, what?” I ask, pulling my gaze away from Hunter and vowing to ignore him for the rest of the night.
“Do you want a tour of the apartment?”
“Yes. That would be great,” I say, because if there’s any way I’m going to ignore Hunter for the rest of the night, being in separate rooms for the majority of it will be helpful.
Andrew starts to walk me through the space, with a few other guests latching on to his tour. He provides details about the finishes but it’s not a stuffy realtor tour.
From all his charming expressions and hilarious stories, I think Andrew was a stand-up comedian in a previous life. Either that or a cartoon character. He’s funny and cute, age-appropriate, and not my brother’s boss. Andrew doesn’t give me the electric buzz, shockwave kind of feels, but he’s a guy that I think would be fun to know.
“Here’s the second master.” Andrew leads us in. “Floor-to-ceiling windows, travertine tile in the bath, blah blah blah.” He opens a door on the wall. “Thisis really what makes this place cool.”
“Andrew, there you are.” The sound of Hunter’s voice puts me on high alert. If only these floor-to-ceiling windows had a fire escape. “Dinner’s almost ready.”
“Great.” Andrew claps his hands, then looks between me and Hunter. “Sophie, have you met Hunter?”
“Yes,” we answer in unison.
Andrew nods, glancing between me and Hunter. “Okay. Cool. I guess we should head back to the dining room.”
“I’m going to use the restroom,” I announce.
“There’s a powder off the hallway. I can show you.” Andrew moves to put his hand on the small of my back to escort me out of the room. I watch Hunter’s eyes zero in on Andrew’s hand.
“Actually, Andrew,” Hunter interjects. “Nessa wanted to talk with you.”
“What about?” he asks.
“She wanted to follow up with the closing from yesterday. Make sure everything was good.”
Andrew shrugs. “We’re all good with it.”
“Better double check.” Hunter smiles, but it doesn’t register as all that friendly. I don’t know the relationship between these two, but I’d rather not get in the middle of it.
“I’ll find my own way.” I rush out of the room, and find the powder bath a few doors down. After doing my business, I wash my hands, but when I open the door, I find Hunter waiting in the hallway.
CHAPTER7
Hunter
The bathroom door opens and Sophie appears. For the first time tonight, I let myself look at her. Really take her in. Our greeting earlier with Emma, Griffin and Madeline had been short, but also, I knew I couldn’t let myself look at her the way I wanted to. Not with her brother standing there.
I get my fill now.
Sophie’s legs stretch for miles beneath the short hem of her dress. I’ve thought about those legs. The smoothness of her thighs when I lifted them over my shoulders and licked her sweet pussy. How good they felt wrapped around my waist, how tight her muscles squeezed me when I drove into her hard.
My eyes move over her slender waist and up to her full, perky breasts. My hands ache to feel the weight of her breasts in my palms again, to close my mouth around a hardened peak and suck. And, fuck, I really want to come on her chest. That’s not a memory from Vegas, it’s a fantasy I’ve concocted this week while stroking myself to the thought of her. One of many I can’t get out of my head.
Sophie’s golden locks are styled in loose waves over her shoulders. The same way they were the night we met in Vegas. The night I gathered them in my hand and used the leverage to angle her mouth exactly where I wanted it.
My eyes shift to that pretty mouth of hers. Right now, her full lips are parted in surprise at my presence. I remember how beautiful she looked with those lips stretched around my cock. The shape they formed when she came hard and fast, screaming my name.
The memory makes my dick swell even further, the bulge pressing uncomfortably against my zipper. Fuck. Now I’m standing here with an erection.
