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“I promise I’m not going to start stalking any of you…I just need to know where to be picked up.”
“I’ll drive you,” said Jack, turning off the burner on the stove and wiping his hands off on a dishtowel.
It was all so…domestic. Nothing that I would expect from three superstar athletes.
“You can stay though,” blurted out Sebastian, before he rubbed a tattooed hand down his face.
I stared at him curiously, comparing his—all of their behavior before the fight the other day.
What on earth was going on?
“I have laundry to do before my shift tonight,” I said lamely, even though something was screaming inside me to take him up on it.
“Right,” he said, looking so disappointed…I had the urge to hug him.
Okay. I had to get out of here. Now.
“Let me grab my keys,” Jack said, but even his golden personality seemed muted, like all the energy had been sucked out of the room.
“See ya,” Carter said gruffly, stalking past me as Jack got the keys.
Maybe Iwasgoing to have to talk to Carrie about this. Maybe we needed to go over every detail and analyze why it felt like all three of them were upset about me leaving after I’d prowled into their bedrooms in a drunken haze and mounted one of them.
The ride was mostly silent back to my place. It was a surprisingly quick ride. Their fancy high rise was surprisingly close to the poorer side of town where I lived.
For some reason, that thought made my head hurt, and I shifted in my seat at the weird sensation crawling over my skin.
He stopped outside my apartment, shooting it a look of distaste as he put the truck in park. I moved to open my door, but he grabbed my hand before I could.
“Let me,” he murmured, before hopping out of his truck and jogging around to open my door.
Had I mentioned how hot Jack’s truck was? It was red and lifted, which I wouldn’t usually be a fan of. But because I’d felt first hand how big his dick was when I’d been dancing against him last night, it was firmly in the sexy category. There was no overcompensating happening there. Jack and his dick were made for this truck.
“What’s in that pretty head that has you blushing so much?” Jack teased as he helped me out of the truck.
Fuck. My cheekswereblazing.
“Embarrassment,” I quickly said. “Pure embarrassment. I’m sorry again. Thanks for taking care of me. Who knows what I would have done last night if I’d been left to my own devices. Probably streaked across the complex or something.”
He chuckled, walking me towards my apartment building.
“I’m good here. Thanks so much again,” I blurted out, not wanting him anywhere near my shitty apartment after I’d just seen the palace he and the others lived in.
Let’s just say he wouldn’t be impressed.
Not even the cockroaches that made an appearance every few weeks despite all my traps and my unhealthy obsession with bleach were impressed.
Jack bit down on his lip again, like he was trying to decide if he wanted to listen to me, but finally, he pulled me towards him.
“You should try my dick next time if you want to orgasm, sweetheart. It’s much better than Carter’s leg,” he said offhand, his lips so close to my ear that they grazed my skin, sending starry shivers pulsing over my skin.
With that very unexpected parting thought, he walked back to his truck—whistling like a psychopath as he left me there…a mess.
It took me the rest of the day to get over my embarrassment and think about how impressive it was he’d remembered the address I’d given him last night, and taken me home without a reminder.
Almost like he already knew it to begin with…
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