Page 13 of In the Dust

I need to ask her about that later.

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“You can do it,Dix. Just two more balls,” Harper beams.

I saunter over to my pool stick, grabbing it and rubbing the white chalk on the end. Bringing it close to my lips, I slowly blow the loose particles off while staring at Colton.

“Need me to show you one more time?”

“I think I can manage this one, Colton,” I reply coyly.

“Let me double check your stance.” He grins as he walks towards me.

I’m already leaning over the pool table as Colton steps behind me. He places one hand on my hip, causing my breath to hitch in my throat. He slowly leans in beside me, his chest brushing my back as he glides his right hand down my arm, lining the end of the cue up with the solid yellow ball.

Blinking slowly, I let out a breath trying to focus on the ball and the corner pocket instead of his delicious scent.

“Dixie?”

I swiftly turn my head to see who the owner of the voice is. That’s when reality slaps me in the face.

“Brad?” My eyes widen as I realize Colton is still leaning over me in what looks like an intimate position.

Well, shit.

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