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Why am I telling him this?
He lets out a loud sigh. “Lenny.”
“I said I could have, but I didn’t.” Again, why am I telling him this?
“Why didn’t you?” His voice gets lower and gravelly.
Nick is full of good questions tonight.
His gravelly voice sends a shock down to my center. This is why I don’t stay away from him. Even just his voice makes me forget everything. The deep sultry gruff of it turns me on and I can’t seem to stop myself. His voice mixed with tequila is all it takes.
A moan escapes my lips before I can stop it.
Nick clears his throat. “Lenny, you need to get inside if you’re going to do that. Where’s Bridget?”
“She’s inside. How do you know I’m outside? Stalker.” He can’t see me.
Wait, can he?
No, he’s away. Far, far away.
“You told me you were stargazing. Are you on your lawn?” I don’t answer, I’m too busy thinking about Nick’s husky graveling voice and his hot breath warming my skin. “Fuck. Lenny, you need to stop and get inside.”
“How do you know what I’m doing? My camera isn’t on.”So there.In my head, I’m sticking my tongue out at him.
“Lenny, you literally just told me and you’re moaning. Please get inside.” Nick pleads with me, but I know the drop to that deep volume in his voice means he’s turned on. Even just a little bit. I know every little pitch of his voice.
“You get inside,” I snap back fully aware of how childish I’m being. My drunken mind is upset he’s not playing along.
“Oh Lenny, you have no idea how much I wish I could.” He groans in his deep husky gravel again. He’s right there with me. With my eyes closed, I see him as clear as if he was in front of me. That sexy smirk down over the hard planes of his chest and abs. All the way to his thick thighs.
Fuck.I love his thighs. No idea why, but straddling those hard muscles does something to me.
Not to mention what’s between them.
His long, hard, thi–
“Oh my god, Lenny!” Bridget squeals.
My eyes snap open to see Bridget staring down at me from the porch.
I remove my hand from my pants and check that no one else saw me.
The stars are also very clear tonight, not cloudy at all.
She helps me up and guides me inside.
“Is tequila an aphrodisiac for you?” She asks while walking me to the stairs. “You really should’ve hooked up with that guy, if you were going to do this.”
“You don’t get it Bridget.” I whine as we stumble up the steps.
I’m thinking of telling her all the bad things that can come from hooking up with Jeremy, but that’s not what comes out of my mouth. The connection from my brain to my mouth just isn’t there tonight.
“He’s not Nick. No one can be Nick Miller. Only Nick Miller can be Nick Miller. There’s nothing to compare. You’re either Nick or you’re not and if you’re not him then you’re not getting in my bed. I’m ruined for life. Nick Miller has ruined me.”
Bridget laughs as we topple over each other onto the landing. She helps me up again and into my bed, pulling my shoes off.
“You and Layla are both my best friends, but you get extra points for this,” I tell her as she tosses my shoes to the floor. “How did you find me outside?”
