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Slowly standing, she gives me a little smirk. “It’s through the back hallway. Last door on the right.”

Walking away, she looks back at me, a mischievous grin on her lips.

This night just got even better.

Bria

With my panties shoved in my pocket, I wait anxiously for Brody in the restroom. Is it absolutely reckless to have a quickie with my boyfriend, at his birthday party, with my mom in the building, in my work’s restroom? Probably. Am I going to do it anyway? Hell to the yes, I am.

Just as promised, within no time, he’s pushing the door open, careful to lock it once he’s inside. His eyes darken as he catches sight of me. And he wastes no time strutting toward me, crowding me against the wall before his mouth attacks mine.

“The way I see it, we’ve got about five minutes before people start searching for us,” he growls.

Resting my head back on the wall, I tilt my chin up. “Let them. I don’t care.”

A deep chuckle escapes his lips, and he kisses my neck. “You see, Wildflower, I’d love to sayfuck itand first let you suck my cock—because it is my birthday and that right there would be the perfect gift—and then bury my dick between your legs and fuck you against the wall until the sun goes down, but your mama is out there. And I like her. And right now, she likes me.” Lifting me up quickly, he pushes my dress higher to give himself easier access. “So, I’m going to fuck you quickly, and you’re going to do your best to keep quiet. Okay?”

Nodding slowly, I bite my lip as he thrusts himself inside of me. He fills me to the point of pain, gripping my ass through the fabric of my dress as my back pushes against the wall.

Bending his head forward, he drags his tongue down my neck, and I moan. Clawing his back, I hang on tight as he rails into me, thrusting our bodies together and filling the restroom with the sound of our breathing.

“Let me feel you squeeze around me, Wildflower. Come on my cock like a good girl,” he demands, eyes darker than ever. “Now.”

Driving my face against his shoulder, I bite down, doing my best to grind against him as my entire body starts to tingle, traveling right between my legs.

He drags in a shaky breath through his nose as his movements get slower yet stronger, as his length moves in and out of me before, eventually, he rests his forehead against the wall, his entire body trembling.

“Christ almighty, Wildflower.” He kisses me and smiles before setting me down onto my feet. “We’d better get our asses back out to the party. Because, number one, like I said, your mama loves me. Yet, somehow, I don’t think she would be too thrilled to know about what we just did. And, two, it’s my first birthday party…ever. And my hot-as-hell girlfriend planned it. I’m not missing another second.”

“Does that mean you wouldn’t have missed more of it for a blow job?” I smirk, fixing my dress and smoothing my hair.

His eyes narrow as he gapes at me. “Lady, you know me well enough to know that not much trumps getting a blow job. But if your mother finds us in here, she’ll probably cut off my penis, and then I’ll never be able to feel your hot mouth on me.”

“You’re so dramatic. My mother is too sweet. Even if she had her suspicions about what we just did, she wouldn’t make it a thing. She’d simply play dumb.”

I see the wheels turning as he stares at me, and I hold my hand out, tugging him toward the door. “No, I’m not giving you a blow job. We’re going out to the party. We still need to serve the cake.”

“You got a cake?” His mouth hangs open. “Goddamn, you’re perfect.”

“Sure did.” I wink. “And just wait till you see it.”

As we walk out of the restroom, he sends me out in front of him to look less suspicious. And I can’t hide my excitement at giving him his cake. A lady who owns a bakery just off campus custom-made it. And somehow, I think him seeing a birthday cake with the Brooks University Hockey logo of a wolf on it will put an even bigger smile on his face.

And that’s what matters most to me these days. His smile. His happiness. And for some reason, to me, there’s no greater love than that.

27

Bria

Five Months Later

Ilook in the mirror at my tear-streaked face. Eyes filled with sheer panic stare back at me.

How could this have happened? I have a freaking IUD.

“Babe, you in there?” Brody knocks on the door. “Bria? What’s going on? Is this a weird, kinky game you want to play? If so, I’m all for it, but I’ve only got fifteen minutes, twenty tops, before I need to head to the airport.”

“I’m good. Be right out.” I sniffle, wiping under my eyes. I toss the test to the side and wash my hands.

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