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Noah steps up behind her. “Good one, Pepper. Keep ‘em coming because you two aren’t fooling anyone with that fake kiss.”
“What do you mean?” Pepper jerks back.
“He means you guys have zero passion,” Charlie adds dryly.
I cross my arms, narrowing my eyes at my brother. “Oh yeah, hotshot? Why don’t you show us how it’s done.” I cock my head at Charlie.
My brother glances down, sweeping his gaze over his ex, who doesn’t bother looking back. “I’m sure she can find someone else here to demonstrate with.”
Charlie stiffens, and it takes all of two seconds for Pepper to jump off her seat and grab her friend’s arm. “Come on, Charlie. Let’s go find you that someone.”
I watch them weave through the crowd and turn back to my brother. “That was unnecessary.”
Noah’s jaw clenches as he looks at anything but me. “Yeah. I know. Anyway, soon as your bride gets back, We should wrap up. Think we made our point.”
Agreed.
The spare room at the Inn was suspiciously unavailable when I tried to book it. Dad claimed it was one of the guests too drunk to drive home.
So we’re back at Elliot’s for the night before heading back to Denver in the morning and getting ready for the game. That is if I can tolerate Pepper for another long weekend.
The shower I finally take does nothing to cool this burning desire to kiss the living breath out of her. But it wouldn’t stop there. I’d still need to teach her a lesson for making me out to be some puppy dog in my own fucking town.
I let my mind wander as I lather up, picturing her by the dresser when I step out into the bedroom. Her eyes roaming down my body, the way I know she wants to. She’d give me the signal—a faint one because she’s Pepper.
And then I’d shed every piece of clothing off her perfect body, sweep my eyes over her once—just once—not giving her the satisfaction. Then I’d twist her, bend her over the dresser, yank the towel from around my waist and spank her with it.
I’d spank her until she’s dripping with a need stronger than my own. Until she’s wailing, begging for me to fuck her.
“The only one getting on their knees will be you, Princess. You just wait. I’m gonna make you beg for me.”
Turning off the shower, I don’t bother drying off. I wrap a towel around my waist, slide my hands down my wet hair and wrap my fingers around the handle until I notice one thing.
Fuck.
My dick is hard again.
Way to go, asshole. Any more bright ideas for revenge?
I’ve never felt so mind-dominated by a woman. So tortured so…wildly alive.
“It is what it is,” I mutter.
I pull the bathroom door open and step out into the cool room. The place never had great heating, which never bothered me or Elliot, but I make a mental note to take care of it for her.
Pepper is exactly where I pictured. Standing by the dresser on the other side of the bed wearing a long t-shirt, one of Elliot’s I’m guessing, and peering over at me.
She blinks and flips her head back. “D—do you need a shirt? I washed all the ones in this—um…” she shakes her head, “drawer.”
My lip curves. “You alright?”
She swallows. “Yep. Do you—need me to step out to get dressed or something?”
Yeah—I’m going for it.
“Not at all.” I turn my back to her, facing the other dresser. My duffle bag rests on top, and I rummage through it. Then tug the towel off.
“Holy shit.” She gasps. “Chase. Boundaries.”
