Page 93 of Released from the Sin Bin

“Carter, what happened?” She rushes to my side and lightly smoothes her hands over my chest and abs. “I didn’t…” she stops and looks at my face, knowing the answer to what happened.

My eyes close, relishing in the feel of her small, soft hands on my damp skin.

“This isn’t from me, is it?” She touches my cheek before fixing the long strand from the top of my hair.

“You thought it was from you?” I laugh and hold her hand away from my cheek.

“Well, I…” her lips tilt and she looks at her hand. “I thought I hurt you.”

“You could never hurt me.” I leer at her, hoping she believes me.

No matter what she does, she could never hurt me. None of this is her fault, and I don’t feel pain. Not even he can hurt me anymore.

Willa pulls away and shakes out her hands.

“Do you want to get breakfast with me?”

“Nah.” I hold up my half eaten protein bar. “I need to go convince the trainers the fight I was in was worse than anyone thought.”

“What about dinner later?” She looks away when I slip my boxers on.

“No, I have plans.”

“With who?” she snaps, but quickly looks away again when she sees me still changing.

“You’re not my only friend, Willa.” I grin, loving how upset she’s getting over me turning her down. She is so jealous, but she has nothing to be jealous of.

“I know.” She glances back to make sure I’m fully covered before facing me. “I’m just wondering who you’re hanging out with.”

“Relax.” I smirk at her before pulling my shirt on. “It’s with people from the firehouse.”

“Oh.” She pouts, and waits for me to walk out with her.

“Do you want to come?” I nudge her with my elbow as we head for the door.

I never bring a girl to anything with the fire department, but I’d rather be hanging out with Willa over anyone else.

“Really? Can I?” She squints up at me, thinking it over.

“It’s fine.” I shrug, because why not? It’s not an exclusive club. The guys would love her. “It’s a casual birthday party.”

“Ok.” Willa skips excitedly as we get to the arena doors. “I’m excited to meet your friends. Can I invite Jocelyn?”

“What? No.” That’s a hard pass. Absolutely not. This little game she’s playing to fix me up with her best friend is ridiculous.

“Why not?” She frowns and stops me from opening the doors to leave with a hand on her hip.

“Willa.” I inch closer that she backs away into the wall. “It’s been less than twenty-four hours since my cock was being vice gripped by your—”

“Don’t say it.” She raises a finger in my face.

“Sweet vagina.” I wink at her. “Stop trying to set me up with your friend. It’s fucking weird.”

She rolls her eyes and pushes my shoulder back. I wince and dramatically hold my chest.

“Oh my god,” Willa gasps and checks on me.

I laugh and squeeze her ass to make her jump.

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