Page 105 of Tempting Him

“Nothing fancy. Don’t expect me to be Chef Boyardee.”

He laughs. “I won’t. I’m hardly a cook myself.”

Conversation ebbs and flows, but it never feels awkward. We always find something to talk about, and the guys ask him questions about his work while he takes interest in what they’re doing now that they’ve graduated. Well, Ronan’s still in college, but he talks about his job and his future plans.

After a couple hours, once dinner is long gone, we hang out in the living room, watching TV, but mostly just talking. I can’t explain how good it feels that everyone seems to get along.

Eventually, my friends start getting up, giving us time alone. Alek shakes everyone's hand again, and once the door closes after they’ve gone, I let out a breath.

“I think they like you.”

“Good,” he says with a grin from the couch. “Now come show me how much you like me.”

“Oh, it’s a whole lot. I’m not sure I have the capability,” I tease.

“I look forward to the effort then.”

Before I get to the couch, my phone dings multiple times. I open it up and see the messages from our group chat.

Zo:He seems like a good guy. I’m happy for you.

Dom:Tell Mr. Missionary that I approve.

Dex:You definitely seem to be in love. Congrats, bro.

“I can confirmthat they like you,” I say, flashing him the phone as I sit next to him.

He studies the screen, holding the phone in place so he can read them. His eyes linger longer than they should need to considering they’re all short messages. I realize he’s probably dissecting Dex’s text.

His eyes flicker up to mine and he offers me a sexy smile. “Hmm. I think I like them, too. Might need to talk to this Dom about my nickname.”

I laugh, dropping the phone to the cushion. “You’re probably stuck with that one.”

“Then I guess the only thing to do is bend you over this couch and have my way with you. Can’t do missionary now.” He leans in and nips at my lip. “But about that other message.”

“Hmm?” I murmur, scooting down, allowing him to settle between my legs.

“You know the one.”

His lips skate across my neck before he bites down on my earlobe.

“Renzo’s?” I ask, playing dumb as I rub his back with my hands. “He likes you.”

“Mmhmm,” he murmurs, kissing down to my collarbone. “The other one.”

“Dex?” I ask breathily, lifting my hips in an attempt to get some friction.

“Does he know something I don’t?” he questions, his tongue licking up the middle of my throat, over my Adam’s apple, until he kisses my chin.

“What do you mean?”

I wrap my legs around him, wanting him closer.

“Don’t play games with me, Jayden,” he growls, sending a shiver up my spine.

“I didn’t say anything definitive,” I reply, kissing his lips. “Just thoughts.”

“Any thoughts you want to share with me?”

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