Page 21 of Glamour & Gumballs

The zippers were scratchy against my wrists, and the pockets themselves were uncomfortably small.

I left my hands in them anyway.

The need in my lower belly didn’t dissipate with the distance like I hoped it would. My guard had threatened any guys who tried flirting with me, so it had been years since I had sex—and apparently, now that it was an option again, my body liked the idea.

A lot.

I kept moving until I was far enough away that no one could see or hear me. Stepping behind a tree, I pressed my back up against it.

My chest rose and fell rapidly, the base of my palm pushing hard against my sternum.

I itched to put my hands between my thighs, but I knew Jordan was watching me, and wasn’t interested in giving him a show.

On top of that, any of the men could come looking for me at any time. It was light enough that they’d be waking up soon, if they weren’t already up.

As if to confirm my thoughts, Harker and Jim came walking up to me. They hadn’t been in the shelter with me and Rhett, so I didn’t think they’d seen the way I was laying on top of him.

“You okay, Erin?” Harker asked, a look on his face I couldn’t read.

I was still breathing fast. “Yep.”

He waited. I assumed he was waiting for an explanation.

Jim waited too.

“Just had an intense dream,” I said.

Understanding dawned in Harker’s eyes.

Jim’s lips curved wickedly. “I can help with that.”

Harker smacked him on the arm, but Jim didn’t so much as flinch.

The bastard had just propositioned me, and we all knew it.

I didn’t like him—but I couldn’t get that mental image of me and Rhett out of my head.

And I didn’t think Jim would actually go through with anything when he knew it would make him a target.

But… chaos.

I was there for chaos.

So, I nodded. “That would be great. Can you give us some space, Harker?”

Harker’s eyes widened with disbelief. “No, that’s?—”

Jim’s gleamed. “You heard the woman, Hark.”

He strode toward me.

My stomach clenched tighter.

I didn’t want Jim, but I did need to get my mind off Rhett…

And if he was actually willing…

Oh, who was I kidding?

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