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“Chet!” My cheeks felt hot and I was pretty sure they were as bright red as a stop sign.

“Is the reason you know because you have done the same thing?”

“What do you mean, I’ve done the same thing?”

“Have you pleasured yourself thinking about me?”

“Oh my gosh. Chet, seriously?”

I reached forward and turned on the radio. Country music blasted, and I sat back and looked out the window. I was even more mortified than before. Not because he’d asked a question, but because it was true. I had pleasured myself, recently, and he had been the face in my mind.

There was no way in hell I was going to share that with him, of course. Not now, not after everything. Now we were going to spend the day together, it just felt too intimate, too real, and too embarrassing.

“I’m going to take that as a yes.” Chet leaned forward and turned the volume down. “You know what that means, right?”

“Know what?” I whispered.

“It means it’s almost like we made love.”

“What?” I narrowed my eyes at him. “What are you talking about?”

“Well, if I pleasured myself thinking of you, and you pleasured yourself thinking of me, and we both came, well, it’s like we both came with each other.”

He winked at me, and I just stared at him. I couldn’t get the image of him touching himself and thinking about me out of my mind.

“So I guess the big question is…” He licked his lips and winked at me. “Arya…”

“What?” I said again.

“Did you come? And when you came, was it my name you screamed out loud?”

“I’m not finishing this conversation,” I said. “Let us talk about something else.”

He laughed then. “I knew you’d be a little scaredy-cat.”

“I just don’t think this is an appropriate conversation for us to be having, Chet Hamilton. What would your mother say if she knew this is what you were asking me?”

He didn’t respond for a couple of seconds. “You know what, Arya, you’re not always going to be able to change the subject when you don’t feel comfortable. One of these days, we’re going to have a real conversation, face to face, eye to eye, hand to hand, and it’s going to end in a much more explosive way.”

“Yeah. It’s going to end with me screaming and shouting at you.”

“Aww…I don’t think so.” He laughed. “I think it’s going to end one of two ways.”

“Oh yeah? And what are those ways?

“Either with me on top of you, or you on top of me.”

I turned away from him quickly. My entire body felt warm, and I wasn’t sure how to respond. The thought of making love to Chet Hamilton turned me on more than I was willing to admit.

“You’re the most obnoxious men I’ve ever met in my life,” I snapped. “You know that right?”

“Well,” he said. “whatever I do, I like to be the best.”

Chapter One Hundred

Chet

“Wow, this is so beautiful,” Arya said as we stopped next to the creek. I looked around trying to imagine what it would look like to her, someone who hadn’t been here before, and I realized how right she was. It really was beautiful here. I watched her walk down to the river and dip her fingers into the water.

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