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She looked like an oil painting in the candlelight—skin softly glowing, endless depths to those soulful blue eyes…
She makes you feel what she’s feeling, just by looking at you. It’s unnerving. And intoxicating.
I could tell my dad likes her. He barely likes anyone.
I like people okay—from a distance.
Theo’s different. She gets under my skin.
She cuts through the bullshit. Won’t play games with me.
I’m not doing anything…
Yes, you are.
I’m sweating beneath the sheets just thinking about it…how she looked at me. The feeling of being caught.
I can’t seem to stop flirting with Theo.
I want to stop—when she asks me to. But then she says something in that soft, musical voice of hers or gives me one of her shy, fleeting smiles, and I can’t help myself. I want to make her laugh, I want to make her blush. I want to shrink the space between us.
But then I think of the vulnerability in her face, the painful honesty when she said,I’ll get hurt…
And I feel like a piece of shit for pushing it.
Because I really, truly don’t want to hurt Theo.
The more I get to know her, the more I know that can’t happen. She’s had it rough enough already.
And most of all…
She doesn’t deserve it.
Theo’s kind, she’s hardworking, she’s talented, creative, genuine… Whatever goes on between us, whatever happens with this deal, when it’s all over, I’m going to leave her better than I found her. That’s a promise I make to myself, right now. And Ialwayskeep my promises.
I roll over, too hot to sleep. I need a glass of water.
Slipping out from the sheets, I pad down the hall, shirtless and barefoot in my boxer shorts. It’s well past midnight; Theo must be asleep.
But when I pass her doorway, I hear a sound—a low, throbbing buzz.
I hesitate, bare feet sinking into the carpet.
Theo’s soft moan rises over the buzz. The sound ebbs and swells in long, lazy swoops, her gasps and groans in rhythm with the hum.
Oh my god. She’s using a vibrator.
And using it…pretty fucking hard.
“Please…,” Theo moans. “Oh god, please…”
Holy shit.
This is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard, ten feet away on the other side of that door.
If Theo knew I was hearing this, she’d be mortified—I should turn around and head back to my room.
But then she gives another whimpering moan, and a wave of heat rolls over me, dragging me like a riptide until my ear is pressed against the door.
