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Only I come to a dead halt as I see a figure leaning against it. I don’t even startle over a stranger lurking there because I immediately recognize Bain in the glow from Brienne’s house, still decorated with Christmas lights.
“You’re a stalker,” I say as I stop before him.
Bain pushes off the car, flashing a disarming grin as he stares down at me. “Maybe so, but give me the truth… you’ve been thinking about me as much as I’ve been thinking about you, so you’re not exactly disappointed I’m stalking you.”
I don’t reply because I’m not going to admit to anything.
“Stubborn girl,” he murmurs as his hands go to my hips and he gives a hard tug so I fall into him. I balance myself against his chest, but before I can even get my bearings, his mouth is on mine. His kiss is electrifying, searing to a crisp all of my common sense. When his tongue touches mine, I can’t help the tiny moan as I melt into his body.
Emboldened, Bain slides a hand down my ass, cups it from behind and squeezes hard. His mouth lifting slightly, he says, “I’m not averse to bending you over the hood of your car right now.”
“That would be great. My brother would look out, see you banging his baby sister and there would be hell to pay.” I manage to extricate myself from his embrace and take a step back.
“I think you’re making too much about your brother being upset,” Bain says.
“He’d kill you,” I retort.
“I’ve got several inches and a good thirty pounds on him. Not worried about it.”
I’m not worried either because while Drake blusters a lot about his teammates staying away from me, he’s not that domineering. He’s putting on the front of protective big brother and I let him have his fun with it, but he doesn’t control me.
No one does.
“But really,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest. I disregard the way my heart is still thumping from that kiss or the ache between my legs at the thought of him bending me over my car. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I knew you were here because you told me you watched the boys on home game nights.”
“And?”
“And I thought maybe I could talk you into letting me come home with you tonight,” he replies, his eyebrows arching with hope.
“But we said we weren’t going to see each other again. Remember? It was a one-night stand.”
“We were together two nights, so we can’t say that anymore.”
“Whatever. The point is, neither one of us want commitment or monogamy. We both like to play the field.”
“All true,” he concedes and then surprises me with an incredibly gentle move. He steps in close, tucks my hair behind my ear and studies my face a moment. “But you have to admit, the sex is out of this fucking world and I was thinking, since neither of us is sleeping with anyone else at the moment—”
“Who says I’m not sleeping with anyone else?” I ask.
Gone is the easygoing, charming man as his eyes ice over. “Are you?”
“No,” I mutter. “But maybe I’ll want to.”
“Little liar,” he says, his words rumbling with censure.
“I’m going home,” I say and start to turn away, but he has my arm in his hand.
Reeling me into him, he brings his other hand to hold me behind my neck. I’m almost paralyzed with tension, wondering if he’ll devour me right here.
Instead, I get more words. An argument, really. “Look… there’s no way we can’t not see each other. There will be parties, games, team events. It’s going to be difficult for either of us to pretend antipathy, especially when we both know how combustible we are together. So I have a suggestion.”
I’m hypnotized by his words, how good he smells and the sexual energy vibing between our bodies. “What’s that?”
“We go full-on friends with benefits. We can be friends at all these social events where we’ll see each other, and on the down low, we’ll fuck like wild animals. It’s a perfect situation.”
Hmm… the concept of friends with benefits has always held allure to me, although I’ve never really tried it. Since my last serious relationship, which ended in absolute disaster, it’s been one-night stands and never with anyone I liked well enough to be friends.
