Page 31 of Forbidden You

“Okay,” I parrot. A scowling smile pushes through before the buzzing of my phone catches my attention. My face falls, and instantly my shoulders tense as I stare at the screen.

Is he ever going to give up?

“Who’s that?” I bring my gaze up to Bodi, who’s examining me with narrowed eyes.Shit.

Hastily, I create a full smile, declining the call.

“No one,” I puff, before changing the subject. “So, do we need any more ground rules?”

“As long as you make sure you’re dressed around here, I think we’ll be good.”

“Hold up! That goes both ways!”

“What do you mean?”

“You walked out of that hallway like you were a fucking GQ model. If I need to be fully dressed around here, so do you.”

“What?” he screeches. “This ismyhouse.”

“Well, you asked me to stay. It’s only fair since you’re expecting the same from me.”

“You invited yourself,” he counters, indignant.

“Details.”

His lips are pressed together until finally he lets out a deep sigh. He grabs his phone from the counter, then nudges his head to the door before he saunters toward it.

“Come on, smartass. Time for work.”

I amble behind him out the door, leaving our banter behind, but I can’t help wondering who will cave first in our set of torturing house rules.

8

I’m obsessed and it’s gonna cost me something. No clue what, but it feels like I’m playing poker with fate, and I’ve got no idea if I’m holding a winning hand or just bluffing my way into trouble.

I’m staring at the manuscript in front of me, but the words won’t settle in my brain because I’m too occupied thinking about the brunette with the big curls.

When I found her this morning, sitting on my kitchen island wearing, well, nothing, I swear my dick had a fucking heart attack. Seeing her toned leg bob softly, taunting me with its silky skin. It made me forget whatever reasons I had found last night to not take her right then and there.

And trust me, I had to dig deep, because really, my mind wanted to drag her to my bedroom as soon as I got home, and Jason skedaddled out of my condo. The worst part is that she had no clue. She was just sitting there, eating her breakfast, completely content, not even aware of what she does to me.

Every single part of my body begs me to cross the line with her one last time, and if I didn’t have such a strong mind, I’d be fucked.

I need to put her in the friend corner real quick.

I’m helping out afriend.

There is afriendstaying with me.

I helped myfriendwith a job.

My very hot and sexy friend.

“Dammit!” I slam my hand on the desk at the same time a knock sounds on the door. “Come in,” I grouse like a damn grizzly bear.

Kayla’s chipper head pops in, giving me a smile I can’t be mad at, only pissing me off even more. She’s the literal honey to my grumpy bear attitude.

“Everything alright?”

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