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I narrowed my eyes, realizing what a monumentally bad idea this had been. What had I been thinking bringing a girl back here? There was no way to teach Travis a lesson. No way to one-up him when it came to using sex to make a point.

“You really think you can just take what you want, don’t you?”

Travis’s eyes lowered to my mouth, and he licked his lips. “If that was the case, I’d be a lot less frustrated right now.”

I shook my head. I was the one orchestrating things tonight, not him. But then he took a step forward, and my back met with the door.

“What are you trying to prove in there? That last night didn’t happen? That you’re straight?”

All of that.But I wouldn’t confess my confusion to him. Not when he’d just throw it right back in my face.

Travis put a hand up on the doorframe, and I was immediately thrust back into the club last night—the empty nook, the dark shadows, the electrifying feelings that coursed through me when he moved in close, and my dick kicked behind the zipper of my pants.

Fuck. Of course it decides to come to life now.

“I’m not trying to prove anything.”

What a crock of shit that was, and judging by the smirk that hit Travis’s lips, he knew it.

“Uh huh, sure. Nice lip gloss, by the way. Cherry or strawberry?”I turned my head, about to tell him to fuck off, but he whispered across my lips, “Or maybe I should just lick it off and find out for myself.”

I trembled at the threat, and I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or desire—maybe a bit of both. I didn’t want this. But apparently my body had other ideas, becausenowmy erection was standing tall.

“Send her home.”

“What?”

“Send her home,” he said again, then shifted until our bodies were flush. “I can give you what you want.”

I shook my head. But Travis wasn’t buying it, probably because my dick was trying to start a fire with his.

“All you have to do is say the words. It’s that easy.”

“You meanyouare.” If I’d thought that would hurt his feelings, I was in for disappointment.

“For you, I’d besofucking easy. Tell me you don’t want that. Tell me you haven’t imagined what I’d do to you.”

This was getting me nowhere fast. I’d come out here to tell Travis to get lost, and now I was thinking about all the things he might do with that indecent mouth.

“Still not sure?” he said, taking a step back and running his eyes down my body. “That’s cool. I’m going to go have a shower and, uh, take care of this.”

He reached down and rubbed the thick bulge in his sweatpants, and the ache between my legs intensified.

“You should take that back to your girl in there. But Caleb?”

“What?” I muttered, annoyed at him and myself.

“Just remember who gave it to you.”

He winked and turned on his bare feet, and I knew there was no way I’d be taking anything back to Bronwyn. Not when the only thing I’d be able to think about was Travis naked in the shower, getting himself off to me.

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IF CALEB’S MOOD was any indication, he didn’t get the happy ending he was hoping for last night.

Waking up to slamming cabinet doors had been fun, but before I could tell him to simmer down, he’d already left for Astor.

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