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Her lips are wet, parted and her eyes hooded as I step back. Does she look disappointed? I’m still not sure it’s time. I don’t want to rush her. So I say goodnight and see her into her room, then head to mine.

Then I pace. Back and forth, my dick protesting every step. I have to put a hand over it and squeeze the tip. Stopping, I tip my head back and close my eyes. Fuck, I’ve never jacked off so much in my entire life.

My pants are unzipped and hanging off my hips and my dick is in my hand. I groan as I glide my hand up and down it, trying to get some relief from this pent-up sexual tension.

When a knock comes at the door, I freeze and glance towards it. It could be Kelsey, Evan’s wife. But it could be Megan. I haven’t made a move to the door, nor let go of my dick, when another knock sounds.

It isn’t coming from the door to my room.

It’s the adjoining door to Megan’s.

Chapter Twenty

Waiting for him to make the first move killed me. I could see it written all over his face, what he wanted to do to me, but he is still hesitating. I know why. And I hate it. I hate my past is coming between what we both want.

Stupidly, I texted Brooke once I was in my room.

Instead of texting back, she called. I scrambled to answer it before it rang too loudly. This inn is beautiful, but it’s old and I could hear Joey showering earlier and moving around his room. Which means he can hear me.

I scurry to the bathroom.

“Why are you calling me?” Brooke demands. “Tell me things are going well.”

“They are. Really well.”

“So?”

“So, he kissed me goodnight and went to his room.”

Silence meetsme.

“Brooke?”

“Who’d have thought Joey ‘The Slayer’ Ferguson was such a gentleman? Well, there is only one thing for it, Megan. You have to seduce him.”

“Oh my shitting hell, how do I do that?”

“Girl, you are gorgeous, confident, and horny.”

I bust up laughing. It does a lot to relieve some of the tension in my shoulders.

“What kind of kiss was it? A sweet one, a lingering one, or one with tongue?”

Jesus, she is straightforward. “The last one.”

“Could you feel his dick?”

My skin burns at the memory. Joey always tries to hold himself away, so his dick isn’t prodding into me, but it’s big and noticeable, no matter how he tries. “Yes,” I squeak.

“Then get off the phone to me and go get him, Megan. So long as you’re ready, comfortable and want this, then girl, go get it.”

“I’m nervous.”

“Everyone is nervous the first time they sleep with a new partner. And, Meg… I get it, it’s been a while, and things are different for you. Only you can tell if Joey is the person you take this next step with. For all my joking around, you know I want what is best for you. Honestly, I’ve seen a change in you these last few weeks. He’s good for you.”

“He’s been amazing.” I agree.

“Honey, it’s okay to be nervous, but not okay to be afraid. Does he scare you?”

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