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“You have to win first …”
I laugh. “Baby … you just signed a deal with the devil. I’ve already won.”
I put the pill on my tongue and lean forward, passing it into Adrik’s mouth. He washes it down with a little water, passing me the glass so I can swallow my own pill.
“Now what?” he says.
“Now we wait.”
Adrik lays back against the pillows, hands behind his head, looking up at the thick gray rainclouds filling the frame of our gothic window.
I make a playlist on my phone—sexy songs I can dance to.
“Better keep that playlist short,” Adrik says. “Two, three songs max. You ain’t winning this bet.”
I shake my head at him, adding my tenth song. “You’re dreamin’, babe.”
Twenty minutes passes.
“I don’t feel a thing,” Adrik says. “You might need to up the dose—I weigh a lot more than you.”
“Yeah, remember that you said that, and be glad I don’t listen to you.”
He laughs. “You’re saying it’s going to hit me hard?”
“Like a sledgehammer.”
His voice has softened a little, and he’s gazing up at the window with a dreamy, unfocused expression.
“You already hit me that way, baby girl … the moment I laid eyes on you. I thought I was in control. I thought I was ready. What a fucking fool I was …”
I love when his arms are up like that, showing off the thick bulges of forearm and bicep. I trace the lines of his muscles, below the sleeve of his t-shirt. Adrik lowers one arm, stretching it out so I can keep touching him. Though the hair on his head is so thick, Adrik has very little on his body. It makes his skin surprisingly smooth.
“Ho … lee … shit …” he breathes. “That feels incredible.”
I’m mesmerized by the bluish veins beneath the rich brown skin, by the masculine proportions of his wrist and fingers. His fingers are thick and strong, but beautifully shaped. His hands have become the most erotic thing about him, because of the way they look touching my body. Because of the way they make me feel …
“All my best and happiest memories involve those hands,” I murmur.
“Are you happy here?” Adrik asks, his brilliant blue eyes searching my face. “I want you to be happy …”
“I’m always happy when we’re working together.”
He smiles. “We’re working so hard right now …”
I laugh. “Someone give us a raise already.”
“Okay. I think I feel it now. ‘Cause I can’t stand up.”
“It hits the hardest the first time … maybe.”
“If you got the dose wrong and I’m about to die … I’m completely fine with that.”
“Fuck,” I say. “I forgot to get a chair.”
“Where are you going?”
I’m trying to push myself off the bed, but the floor keeps moving away under my feet.
