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I yawned and nuzzled my face into him. “Didn’t you hear me? He cuddles with Betsy. They’re a thing. Just one more place I don’t fit.”

Keaton wrapped his arm around me and spoke into my hair. “Go to sleep, B.”

“It’s okay if you aren’t, but I just want to prepare. Will you be here when I wake up?” I yawned again and tossed my leg over his.

“I shouldn’t be.”

“Okay.”

CHAPTER 27

Keaton

Sleep didn’t come easy with Billie wrapped around me. I dozed a few times but each time I did, I dreamt of the woman next to me and woke up as hard as ever. I needed to unfold myself from her hold but I didn’t want to. Her naked body was fully pressed into my side and the little sounds she made as she slept were too sweet to interrupt.

I hadn’t meant to stay the night in her bed. I hadn’t planned on seeing her at all the night before. One call about her being drunk and I raced to find her, though. I felt like Owen was rubbing off on me because when I saw Billie undressing in front of a room full of men, I wanted to murder each and every one of them. I still felt a lingering sense of rage over it.

The morning sun came in bright through Billie’s window and I made a mental note to make sure no one could see inside her bedroom with her curtains open like they were. Turtle, who’d slept like a log on the other side of Billie all night yawned and stretched before lifting his head to look at me over her.

I lightly shook my head at him, hoping he’d get the message and hold his morning business. I wasn’t done holding Billie. I also wasn’t ready for whatever confrontation was on the way once she woke up and realized all the things she’d admitted the night before. My personal favorite had been her telling people in the bar that I’d fingered her ass. Never did I ever see that one coming.

Turtle reached his paw out and tapped Billie before I could stop him. Frowning at him, I whispered. “Stop it. I’ll take you out in a minute.”

He gave a light yip, pretty much telling me to go fuck myself, and ran his wet nose over Billie’s back. She groaned and held me tighter, practically pulling herself on top of me to get away from that wet nose. “Stop, Turtle. Five more minutes.”

He barked a bit louder and jumped down from the bed. Marching to the door, the little tap-taps from his nails roused Billie. She opened one eye and stared over at him for a second before opening the other and trailing them up my chest. When she got to my face, she squeezed both shut and groaned.

“Stay here. I’ll let Turtle out and get you some water.” I eased myself out from under her, hating myself for doing it, and glanced back to see her peek under the blanket at herself before burying her face in her hands. “Nothing happened. I just stayed to make sure you were okay.”

Pulling the blanket over her head, her voice was muffled as she called out. “Just leave the dog and go. I’m not coming out while you’re still here.”

I grinned and ignored her. Turtle romped around in the yard for a bit before doing his morning business and we both made our way back inside. I grabbed water and stopped in the bathroom to look through her medicine cabinet for pain relievers. The sound of the old cabinet opening seemed to summon Billie because she was suddenly in front of me, plastered to my chest, doing her best to block me from opening the cabinet.

“I’m just getting medicine for you.” I looked down at her body and raised my eyebrows. “What’s in here that you’re so desperate to keep hidden?”

“Nothing. Have you seen my boobs? Look!” Billie did a shimmy that was very attention-grabbing but I was a multi-tasker.

I wrapped my arm around her and pinned her, arms and all, to my chest so I could pull open the cabinet. I felt my eyes widen and my dick jump at the sight in front of me. “Good god, woman.”

Billie groaned. “Stop looking! It’s just…I was… they’re not mine?”

Without thinking, I lifted her onto the sink and stood between her thighs while investigating farther. I pulled a purple horseshoe shaped vibrator down first and then a neon green bullet. “Billie Myers, you are a very naughty girl.”

Flushing from the top of her head to her toes, Billie refused to look back at all the vibrators filling her medicine cabinet. She cleared her throat and crossed her arms under her bare breasts. “They were gifts.”

A low growl filled the bathroom and it took me a moment to realize it was me making the noise. “From whom?”

“Friends.” She adjusted herself like she was going to get down from the counter but I wedged myself farther into her space, effectively stopping her. “Keaton…”

I held her gaze while running my fingers along the bullet I held. We’d switched places. She was sober and I was lust-drunk as I took in her naked body. Twisting the bullet, I heard Billie’s small gasp as it came on. “Show me.”

Her eyes widened. “Keaton, I can’t. You can’t. We…can’t?”

I leaned in so I spoke against her ear. “If I’m not touching you, it doesn’t count.”

“I’ve never…I can’t do it in front of you.” She tried to look away from me but I caught her chin in my hand and refused to let her.

“I want to watch.” I stepped back a foot. “You can watch, too.”

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