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“Flynn!” she shouts as her walls clamp down on me.

I couldn’t stop myself from climaxing now if I wanted to. But I don’t want to. I want to feel the ecstasy only Sophia can bring me.

“Sophia,” I growl as I come into a woman without a condom for the first time.

I continue to draw out our orgasms until I collapse on top of her.

“We’re doing that again.”

I bark out a laugh. No wonder I’m falling for this woman. No one else can make me laugh when I’m blitzed out from climaxing.

Chapter 27

I only get out of bed for coffee. And muffins.

Sophia

Isnuggle into the arm wrapped around my waist the next morning. Flynn kisses my neck. “You’re still here.”

I elbow him. “Of course, I am.”

“I expected you to be halfway to Atlanta by now.”

“Atlanta? Do you think sex with you is so horrible I have to flee the islandandthe state?”

He tickles my ribs. “Quite the opposite. You’re amazed by how good sex is with me. It fulfills all of your fantasies.”

I push him away. “Someone’s awful full of himself.”

“I’d rather you were full of me.”

“Corny.” I clear my throat. Time to set Flynn straight. I don’t run away afterevery timewe have sex. “And we’ve slepttogether since the time I went into town for coffee the morning after the first time.”

“Went into town for coffee?” He chuckles. “You were signing a lease for the apartment abovePirates Pastrieswhen I found you.”

“Found me? Don’t exaggerate. My car was parked on Main Street. I wasn’t exactly hiding.”

Flynn rolls me until I’m on my back and he’s looming over me. “Soph, you were hiding but I’m glad you’re not hiding now.”

I guess it’s confession time. “I used to worry you’d call me a mistake, but I’m not worried about it anymore.” After all the sexy times we’ve shared, he can’t possibly think I’m a mistake any longer.

He cups my cheeks and his eyes fill with warmth. “You were never a mistake. I’m an idiot. I apologize for ever making you feel less than perfect.”

Butterflies explode in my stomach. No wonder I love this man. He thinks I’m perfect despite having all the proof to the contrary.

Hold on.Love this man?I don’t love Flynn. I’m falling for him, but I’m not there yet.

Sure, I want to spend every second of every day with him. And spend my nights in this bed exploring his body. And, yeah, I trust him not to walk away. He’ll tell Weston about me when the time is right. And he makes me happy.

Crap. I do love him.

I don’t know why I’m surprised. I’ve been obsessed with Flynn ever since he lent me a quarter at the arcade when I was ten. He didn’t even know who I was back then. His mom was sickand he was caring for her while working at the arcade as often as he could since his dad was a worthless piece of shit.

I open my mouth to tell Flynn I love him but I stop myself in time. If Flynn’s not ready to tell my big brother we’re involved, he’s definitely not ready to hear me wax love poetry at him.

“If you quote a movie again, I’m going to kick you in the balls,” I tease instead.

“Kick me in the balls and morning sex is off the table.”

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