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Locked up tight in his arms while listening to the steady thump of his heart.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Ford

It’s the bright sunlight filtering through my eyelids that has me gradually surfacing from the best sleep I’ve had in a while. It’s only when I shift that I become aware of the warm body curled up against mine. I rack my brain, wondering what the hell happened last night and who I took home.

Well…not home.

Because I don’t bring girls back to the apartment. If I fuck, it’s at their place. Or a room at a party.

Another thing?

I never stay the night. That sets a bad precedent.

Maybe I’ll stick around and cuddle for fifteen minutes or so, but as soon as they fall asleep, I sneak away like a thief in the night and hope like hell that when I run into them on campus, there aren’t any hurt feelings.

I’m not going to lie—sometimes there are. I’ve had my ass chewed out in front of a handful of people on more than one occasion.

It takes effort to pry my eyelids open. It’s like they’re cemented shut. One glance around the room and I realize exactly where I am, which is a shock to the system. That’s all it takes for last night to slam into me at lightning speed. Images flash through my brain one on top of another before I’m fully able to process them.

Sitting around the house.

Showing up at the club and searching for Carina.

And the gut punch when I found her in that slinky silver excuse for a dress that barely covered her ass and somehow made her legs look even longer and leaner than usual.

My dick stirs to life at the mental image.

Then I drove her home.

And dared her to masturbate in front of me.

That’s the thing about Carina—she’s never been able to resist a challenge. It was always easy to steer her in the direction I wanted if I dared her to do it.

Like kiss me.

Damn right I did that a ton of times when we were in high school. I spent years tap dancing on the line without actually crossing it. Especially with my father watching like a hawk, making sure I wasn’t acting anything other than brotherly.

I glance at the blonde cuddled up against me, one leg thrown haphazardly over mine in sleep. It’s been a while since we woke up in the same bed. There was a time when Carina would sneak across the hall to my room and slip between my sheets every night. It became a habit I looked forward to. After a while, I couldn’t sleep unless she was snuggled up against me.

To wake up to her again after all these years feels more like a dream. I can’t stop staring. She’s so beautiful with her thick mass of golden blonde hair spread out on the pillow. She never bothered to put clothes on after the show she treated me to after the club.

Hottest.

Fucking.

Thing.

Ever.

And then coming on her belly…

And her sucking it off my finger.

Just thinking about it makes my dick throb.

My gaze drops to the now tented comforter at my waist.

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