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The puppy exposed his belly and let out a little bark, and that was game over. Everyone else scrambled over apart from Declan, me, and Cor. As much as I wanted to pet the puppy, he was a brand-new member of the Brannon family, and they deserved to welcome him in.

I was simply here for a spell.

That truth sank into my veins, weighing me down, and I threaded my fingers through Cor’s under the table. He looked at me, his blue eyes aglow with a warmth that flooded my system, and I squeezed our hands together tighter.

Hope whispered in my heart.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Chapter thirteen

Cormac

The hour drive to Philly was killing me.

Not because I minded driving or even the route to Philly, though the Schuylkill Expressway was a trash fire on its best day.

No, because we were heading to Felix’s apartment, and he’d made it clear that fucking was on the table. And that had been circulating through my mind the entire night. My whole body vibrated with need, and after feeling what he’d been packing, the idea of taking that thick, long cock up my ass was…ungh. Did he even want to top me? Hell, I’d been topping for years, but when I met the rare guy I wanted to bottom for, it was game over.

And Felix, with his cockiness, his constant teasing and flirtation, his ease at directing situations? Yeah, I wanted to bottom for him real bad.

The skyscrapers of Philly rose before us, no longer silhouettes in the distance.

“You stopped midrant over Ulfbehrt swords,” Felix said. “Are you doing okay? And don’t bullshit me with paying attention to the road because I know you can multitask.”

The innuendo in his voice sent a hot pulse of lust through me, and I groaned.

“See, that. You’re killing me with that,” I muttered, gripping the steering wheel tighter.

“What? Thinking of all the things we could get up to in my apartment?” Felix teased.

My cock perked up at the idea.

“Like learning how to crochet?” Felix said, his tone innocent. The little shit.

“Not sure if you’d be ready for what I’ve got in mind,” I growled, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

“Mmm, if it involves you letting me tap that ass, I’m all on board.”

The car swerved.

I jerked the wheel, my heart slamming like I’d run a marathon. My mouth dried. He was offering the exact thing I’d been hoping for.

“Is that a yes?” Felix said, the amusement dripping from his words. “As long as we get to my apartment in one piece, I’m happy to oblige.”

I swallowed hard. He was going to kill me.

By a miracle, we made it to his apartment in one piece, even though he’d teased me a bit more along the way. Lord, he was driving me crazy. If it were just lust, this wouldn’t be so bad, but no, the bastard made me feel seen. He’d pushed back at me at my family’s dinner, and my brain hadn’t stopped mulling over what he’d said.

He wasn’t wrong.

I’d gotten so used to being in the background that I let it happen.

However, if tonight he offered center stage with him, I would nut up and steal it.

“You take the lead,” Felix said as we reached the steps. “I want to watch.”

Holy fucking shit. The blaze sweeping through me stole my breath. I climbed the steps to his apartment first, trying to push the fact that his gaze was glued to my ass out of my mind. Goddamn impossible. If I had any game, I might thrust my ass back or something, but I wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of attention. My cock had stiffened to a semi, threatening the fabric of my sweats, and I focused on not tripping.

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