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We weren’t too far from the bed, so I tossed the phone as Shane moved out through the apartment and into the bathroom. He placed me on the counter, stepping away to turn the shower on.

Say what?

We’d not had sex where his dick was inside my vagina, but he wanted to shower together?

I was putting my foot down. Consider it down. My foot. Now.

Then he turned to me, and his eyes got all hooded. Gulp. There went my will, literally melting out of me. He reached back to take his shirt off, and I gulped again because holy goodness, his chest was something else. He dropped the shirt coming toward me, and his hands went to his jeans.

I swallowed, forcing my gaze upward and away from those very magical fingers. “What?” I winced. My voice was seriously high-pitched. I lowered it, coughing. “What are you doing?”

“You were on your phone with the guy friend?” His eyes still smoldered.

I looked away.

He came closer, his hands on my knees, sliding up my legs.

“Yes.” My voice broke. I would’ve been embarrassed if I wasn’t so focused on the way his hands were sliding up my legs, right to where I wanted his dick to tunnel inside of me, but it still hadn’t. “What about him?”

“Getting my bearings here.” He tipped my chin up to meet his gaze and moved in even closer. I could feel his jeans rubbing against mine. “And your other best friend, the girl, has fallen in love with someone?”

“Mmm-hmmm.” No way was I telling him it was a guy adamantly against his motorcycle club. Forget my sister. She’d made her bed, and to be honest, I wasn’t sure if she wasn’t better off here than at home. I liked Machete. Red Demon or not, I had a good feeling about him. But forget her. My new goal was getting back to Fallen Crest and checking in on this guy Aly was falling in love with.

“And you weren’t there?” Shane asked.

I nodded, starting to feel dumb. Slightly.

“Harper said she’s in love, and he’s only said that once,” I tried to explain.

“About her ex?”

I frowned. “How do you know about her ex?”

Shane moved in closer, now standing between my legs. His eyes softened. “Your brother and I talked more than you think.”

“Connor mentioned Aly’s ex?”

“Gloves kept abreast of everything in your life. He shared most of it, or I thought he did. He didn’t share that you were back in town. Did he know?”

I nodded. “Yeah. He knew.”

Shane made a noncommittal sound. “Looks like he kept that to himself then, but it is what it is. To handle the present issue, I’m taking it you want to get to your friends?”

His fingers kneaded my legs, his thumbs rubbing along the inside of them, but he wasn’t moving farther up.

Why hadn’t we had sex?

I wanted it. I’d told him in a very direct way, and nothing. He’d done everything else. But no dick insertion.

What did that mean?

I could feel him, even now. His hardness. It was right in front of me. He studied me, and I studied his dick.

“Why haven’t we had sex?”

The instant the words were out, I regretted them.

His hands lifted, and he stepped back.

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