Page 78 of The Heat of Us

I pressed my lips together in a thin line. “His dad kicked him out.”

“Shit.”

“I don’t think he has anywhere else to go. I’ve got him set up on my couch.” I flicked the screen so he could see the pillow and duvet I had laid out.

I wasn’t sure why I was so set on making sure Ben knew that I wasn’t blowing him off for no good reason.

“I understand. But Hazel?”

“Yes?”

“If you wake up in the middle of the night tonight, call me and I’ll come get you. Don’t go to the gym. We can go together later, after you’ve slept.”

Ben looked and sounded very serious but all I could think about was him working out. All heated and sweaty. His pussy-priming scent flooding off him. Maybe in one of those sleeveless tanks with the extra low arm holes so I could see the muscle definition on his torso if he turned his body in just the right way and—

“Hazel, did you hear what I said? Where’d you go off to in that head of yours?”

“Nowhere!” I squeaked. “That sounds fine, I’ll make sure to do that. Don’t go to the gym, come straight over, no problem.” The buzz of my doorbell saved me. “He’s here, I gotta go let him up, bye!”

I hung up on his baffled expression.

Stupid sexy alpha all worried about me.

I peered down the corridor, hearing voices approaching.

“Will this come back and bite you on the ass?”

That was Aleks.

“What’s he going to do, call the police and say someone was let in by a resident of his house and threw tea around? I’d like to see him try.”

They sounded exhilarated, their faces bright as they rounded the corner and came into view. My cheeks heated as both their gazes landed on me at the same time. Aleks clutched his bag a little tighter, looking unsure.

Remy looked like he wanted to eat me.

“Hey pretty girl.”

Was he talking to me or a skittish horse?

“Nuh uh.” I crossed my arms.

Undeterred, he walked up to me with a notable amount of extra swagger.

“You seem quite chuffed with yourself,” I commented.

“Contested that dickhead in his own home and won.”

I don’t know why it was so fun to tease him. “Oh, like one of your cute little alpha duels!”

His eyes narrowed, his voice dropping. “Hazel…”

“I’m just playing. You are a big strong manly alpha who—”

He kissed me, hard. My head knocked against the door as his body pressed up against me. His hands pinned mine above my head before his palms slid down so fucking slowly. Along my arms, grazing the side of my breasts, pressing into the dip of my waist before squeezing my hips. All while refusing to let me catch my breath with the way he moved his lips over mine.

I was dripping wet by the time he was finally done and he knew it.

“Something else to add?” Remy asked me, his voice honeyed.

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