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Pulling out my phone, I texted Stacy. She would talk some sense into me. It didn’t take long for a response to come back.

Me: Tell me it’s a bad idea to seduce the stranger I’m hitchhiking with.

Stacy: Depends. Is he hot?

Looks like someone left their phone out in front of her boyfriends again.

Me: Dimitri, give Stacy her phone. This is a best friend emergency.

Stacy: Fine. But I say do it. And for what it’s worth, all three guys agree with that statement.

I loved those guys and appreciated that they wanted me to throw all my caution to the wind and jump on the chance to get sexed up. But I needed Stacy to talk me out of this.

Stacy: Sorry about that. They are horny idiots, but they mean well.

Me: It’s okay. I just needed my bestie’s advice.

Stacy: Listen. Kenny did you dirty. There is some merit to getting over the past by jumping on something new. But you just met this guy, have only been together for a few days, and will part ways soon. If you can get some without catching feelings, go for it. But if you think you may get hurt when the trip is over, don’t.

Me: I don’t know. I know I have never felt this attracted to a man. Besides, our connection makes me wish we weren’t just passing acquaintances.

Stacy: I can’t tell you what to do. If it were me, I would probably follow my passion. But I am a girl who has three boyfriends now, so I may not be the person you want advice from anyway.

Me: Or you are precisely whom I should be speaking to because you don’t let fear hold you back from experiencing life

Stacy: Well, you can always take my guys’ advice and strip him naked and ride him all night long. That would be an experience.

Me: Maybe.

Me: I’d better go before he thinks the food at the diner gave me bathroom issues.

Stacy: Love you. Be safe. Or go wild. (wink)

Me: Love you. I’ll text you tomorrow.

Plugging my phone into the outlet in the bathroom, I examined my reflection in the mirror. I looked good tonight. Thanks to the hours of sun on the road, I had a little color on my face. I had been getting more rest as well. I hadn’t realized how stressed I had been until I got away from my job and Kenny. What I thought was the worst day may have been one of the best things that could have happened.

Texting with Stacy helped me a lot. I needed just a little back-and-forth with my best friend to think the situation out. I already felt a connection to him. If we had sex, I might fall in love. So, I had to disregard the guys’ advice and maybe sleep on the floor while he took the bed.

Walking out of the bathroom, I felt confident I could stay platonic with Dean. At least, until I locked eyes with the sexy man lying in the middle of the bed, shirtless and waiting for me.

I’m so fucked.

CHAPTER 6

DEAN

“So,should I sleep on the floor?” Andrew licked his lips, and he stared at my bare chest.

“I think the bed is big enough for us both to share.” I patted the space in front of me. “Why don’t you come lie down and rest? It’s been a long day.”

“Okay.” Andrew joined me on the bed and lay still next to me. I glanced at his sleep pants and chuckled. “What? Why are you laughing?”

“Scooby Doosleep pants have to be the most adorable thing you could have worn.”

“Stop it. Don’t make fun of my pajamas.Scooby Doois my comfort show. Stop judging.”

“No judging, babe.” I caressed his cheek, and he closed his eyes. “I mean it when I say it’s adorable. And I appreciate adorable things.”

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