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My tummy does a somersault, but I grab his shoulder and spread my thighs so he can position me how he wants me.

He doesn’t pull me on top of him, or even under him. He just pulls me close so my thighs wrap around his leg and we’re tangled together.

That’s nice. I relax a little, resting my head on his bicep on the pillow.

“I forgot about the rule,” I whisper, since we’re so close.

“What rule?”

“I’m wearing panties in your bed.”

He chuckles at me again. “It’s okay. I made the rule up.”

“Just wanted to get me out of my panties?” I tease.

“Maybe.”

Something thick and hot seems to twist through my chest. Summoning courage, I speak my next thought. “Do you want me out of them now?”

Desire thickens his voice as he murmurs, “Maybe.”

I lick my lips. I’m wrapped around him wearing pajamas, but I shift my body off his so I can reach for the waistband of my pants.

I barely get them past my hips and he grabs my hand to stop me. “Don’t.”

My eyes widen. My heart sinks. Uncertainly, I bring my gaze to his. “You… don’t want me to?”

“If you take off your panties and lie here like this in bed with me, I’ll fuck you. There’s no other way that can go.”

“Oh.” I pause, face flushing, but I know he can’t see it. My cheeks burn as I whisper back, “Well, that’s okay.”

“That’s okay?” he reiterates, a touch of disbelief in his tone.

I nod uncertainly.

“Why is that okay?”

“I… I don’t know. Don’t you want to?”

“Aren’t you sort of dating my son?”

I shake my head no. “He likes another girl, he’s just making it seem like we like each other to get her attention. I’m going along with it as payment for tutoring lessons.”

And I guess… so I can see more of you.

Obviously, I don’t say that part.

Shock registers on Milo’s handsome face, then it shifts to amusement. Finally, a mix of indulgence and begrudging respect. “Maybe he’s my son, after all,” he jokes.

I smile faintly. “Yeah, he’s using me, but not for sex.”

That wipes the smile off his face. Quietly, he says, “That’s not what I meant.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m not sleeping with Jet, or in any way romantically involved with Jet, so if that was your hesitation…”

He doesn’t say anything, but he slowly releases my wrist.

I take that to mean he wants me to continue undressing, so I push down my pajama bottoms and drag them off. I don’t want to lose them in the bedding, so I toss them on the floor beside the bed.

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