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She wiggles her hips against me. “I think I can feel it,” she chuckles.

There’s no way she doesn’t feel it.My dick is rock hard, seeking her heat like a missile.

Vienna’s hair is as soft as it looks. Softer, even. I run my nose along it, her scent permeating into every fiber of my being. It drives me fucking crazy. That urge roars to the surface-taste, touch, claim, own.And then, because I’m particularly skilled in the art of self-sabotage, I don’t stop myself from asking the question that’s been on my mind since she walked in; the one that roars to the surface upon discovering that she’s not wearing any fuckingpanties. “Who’s the douchebag you showed up with tonight?”

I sure know how to ruin a moment.

Vienna suddenly pulls away, my hand slipping from the warmth of her hip and out of the back of her dress as she spins around, eyes ablaze. She stares at me for a moment, the space between her brows creasing. “Logan?”

Why does that name ring a bell…?

“Your ex?” I blurt, face screwing up in a scowl.

Vienna rolls her eyes, leaning an elbow back on the bar behind her. “So you’ve taken your stalking to the next level, huh?”

My eyes zero in on her boobs, hard nipples pointing right at me. Jesus Christ, thosetits. I can’t fucking think straight, my fingers twitch at my sides.

“Why’d you come here with him?” I grind out, gaze slowly climbing back up to meet hers.

“I didn’t.”

“Yeah, like I didn’t just see you walk in together,” I scoff.

She narrows her eyes, searching mine. “Why do you care?”

The bartender approaches with Vienna’s drink, setting it down on the bar behind her. Before he can interrupt, I dig a hand into my back pocket and pull out a twenty, slapping it on the bar and giving him a hard look that says ‘thanks, now fuck off’-and that’s exactly what he does.

“I don’t,” I say as I swing my gaze back to meet hers.

Vienna blows out a harsh breath that rustles the hair around her face, folding her arms tightly over her chest in indignation. “You know, I’m getting real tired of this whole hot and cold thing with you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I grumble.

“No?” She arches a brow, unfolding her arms and planting a palm in the center of my chest. Her irises swirl with bronze shimmers as she looks up at me defiantly, tongue wetting her lips. “Then kiss me.”

My body goes rigid. Any other request, I’d be on it before she could even blink, butthis? I’m completely caught off guard, breath caught somewhere beneath the lump in my throat. Suspended in a state of frozen animation.

“Oh that’s right,” she chuckles darkly, shaking her head. “You don’t kiss. Or hug. Or do the whole boyfriend thing. Isn’t that what you said?” She’s glaring up at me now, her tone dripping with disdain. “So why don’t you do us both a favor and just leave me alone?”

She may not have physically hit me this time, but her words land like a sucker punch. Like she’s finally lifted the veil and discovered that I’m broken; defective somehow. Incapable of anything resembling real intimacy. A shrink would probably say that it stems back to my childhood, that I’ve got mommy issues and my parents set a shitty example of what a relationship should look like. That’s why I’d never go to a shrink- I keep my demons buried deep in the darkness, where they belong.

My lip curls back from my teeth as I verbally punch back. “I don’t want to kiss you, I want to fuck you. But since you’d rather spread those legs for Levi, or Logan, or any other motherfucker in here except for me, then it looks like I’ll have to find somewhere else to park my dick tonight.” I lift my gaze to look around, dropping a hand to squeeze my hard cock through my jeans. “Is your friend Nessa here? Bet she wouldn’t mind taking it for a ride.”

I don’t even see her arm dart out before cold liquid splashes in my face, my eyes immediately burning like hell from the vodka in the drink that Vienna just doused me with. “What the fuck?!” I sputter, wiping my face with an arm and digging the heels of my hands into my eyes. “Fucking bitch!”

“You’re a dick!” Vienna spits, slamming her shoulder into me as she forces her way past and storms away.

So I’m told.A kiss, I can’t do, but being a dick? That’s as easy as breathing.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Vienna

TheoutsideofNessa’shouse looks like it’s straight out a brochure for an idyllic suburban community, complete with an actual white picket fence. It’s the kind of place that you can tell is warm and inviting from a single glance, the perfect home for a big, loud, loving family like hers to reside. It’s one of my favorite places, because when I’m here, I feel like I’m part of it all- just another member of her big, happy family.

Nessa’s pulling open the front door before I’ve even made it up the sidewalk from the driveway, her wide, sympathetic eyes meeting mine.

“It’s only for a few days,” I mutter, wrapping my fingers around the strap of my duffel bag and adjusting it on my shoulder. “Just until I can figure things out.”

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