Page 59 of Play It Sinful

Ashley shakes her head, and I wink at her. Kenzie notices it. “What the hell was that?”

Ashley’s eyes bug out. Fuck me. I can’t believe I did that.

“Whatchu talking about, Kenzie?” I ask innocently.

“I saw you wink at Ash. Are you friends now?”

“Sean is into a friend of mine, so he’s sucking up to me,” Ashley replies quickly.

Nice save.

“Ah, that tracks. But shame on you, Sean, for only being nice to Ash because you want to get laid.”

I frown. “I’m not being nice to Ashley because I want to rail her friend. She thinks I’m desperate.”

“I don’t think. I know you are,” she retorts.

I know this is all pretense to stop Kenzie from suspecting anything, but I can’t help pushing Ashley’s buttons. I curl my lips into a smile, and say, “Oh, honey. I have a long list of girls to pick from. I actually have trouble keeping up with the demand.”

Ashley narrows her eyes but she doesn’t say anything more. I think I’ll end up paying for my comment later. As long as my punishment isn’t no sexy times, I’m okay.

Kenzie twists her nose. “Ew, Sean. Stop being such a pig.”

“It’s not my fault everyone wants a piece of me.”

“I’ve heard enough bullshit. I’m going to take a shower.” Ashley turns around and leaves the kitchen.

I can’t stop myself from watching her go.

“You’d better not hook up with any of my new friends, Sean,” Kenzie pipes up.

“When would I have time to hook up with your friends? I thought tonight was dinner with the fam.”

Kenzie gives me a droll look. “That’d be so lame. We’re going to a party after.”

“Is that so?”

She bobs her head up and down. “Yep. The new QB from the football team’s having one. He’s also a senior. Oh, and he has a major crush on Ashley. Maybe I should ask if she’s interested.”

My entire body goes rigid in an instant. “She’s not.”

Kenzie’s brows furrow. “How do you know?”

“Trust me. I know.” I walk out of the kitchen before I give more clues to Kenzie that Ashley is mine.

CHAPTER 24

SEAN

Ishould head straight to my bedroom, but my feet keep moving and I’m now standing in front of Ashley’s door. Don’t go inside, dumbass. It’s a bad idea.

I ignore my conscience and open the door, then I lock it behind me. Ashley’s room hasn’t changed much since the last time I stepped foot inside a few years back. She still has the same old stuffed animals on her bed—a chicken and a cow Dad won for her at a carnival the first summer we spent together as a family. Kenzie has a shark and an octopus from the same carnival game. I used to hate those stupid toys, and even considered setting them on fire. Now I feel horrible that the idea ever crossed my mind.

Ashley’s not in her room, but the attached bathroom’s door is open, and I hear the shower. The image of her naked under those jets puts my libido in overdrive. It’s been only a couple of hours since the supply closet, but I’m craving her again. It’s a need that I can’t control.

I drop my duffel bag next to hers and take off my shoes and clothes. The bathroom is steamy, and I can see the silhouette of her body inside the shower stall. On soft feet, I approach, andwhen I open the glass door, she doesn’t hear me. She’s rinsing her hair and her eyes are closed.

I join her and wrap my arms around her soapy waist, pulling her body to mine.

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