Page 54 of Get Undressed With Me

“We were clearly on our way to that table. It’s ours.”

Dev shook her head. “They got there first. You can’t get mad.”

“Like hell I can’t.”

“Brittany?”

Brittany turned to find Kyle staring at her, grinning. He was in a button-up shirt, his hair perfectly sculpted, and his muscles were, of course, on display. His bright eyes danced with amusement as he focused them onBrittany.

“I don’t mean this as a line,” he said. “But you are absolutely stunning when you look ready to kill someone.”

Brittany narrowed her eyes, trying not to smile.

“That is absolutely a line, and a terrible one at that.”

He grinned even wider. “You’re right. Can I apologize by offering seats at my table?”

He gestured toward a table in the corner with a couple other people, some of Brittany’s former roommates, some she didn’t know. Brittany hesitated. Kyle wasn’t her first choice to hang out with at a party, but seating was limited and he was being decent so far. Brittany glanced at her friends, who nodded and then sniffed at Kyle regally.

“You may.”

Kyle led them over to the table, pulling out chairs to help them both sit. Devery, who never met anyone she didn’t find fascinating, immediately turned to the woman next to her and started a conversation. Randall managed to secure a spot next to Sam, and the two of them were already leaning into each other’s space, vibing. Satisfied her friends were settled, Brittany rested her chin in one hand while she stirred her ridiculous cocktail with the other. Kyle, the big flirt, matched her position, leaning in.

“So, gorgeous. Tell me why you moved out of the hotel room. I thought you and I were going to get to know each other a little better.”

“And you thought the perfect place for that was sharing a floor of a crowded hotel room with five other people?”

“Love springs in mysterious places.”

Brittany snorted. Kyle was an idiot, but he could be fun, which was why he was so popular as a streamer. That, and he tended to stream shirtless.

Kyle adjusted his position, laying his arm across the back of her chair as he sat sideways in his, leaning even closer to her andBrittany willed herself to have some sort of spark. Anything to get her mind off the man she shouldn’t be thinking about.

“So what happened to the guy?”

“What guy?”

“The one who almost ripped my head off. Did you finally ditch him for something better.”

“He’s just my bodyguard. Nothing more.”

Brittany felt a warm hand slip to her thigh and squeeze.

“Then you and I could have some real fun, Brittany.”

She stared at him, trying to feel anything but uncomfortable with his hands on her. All she could think was that she needed someone to replace Gus in her brain, and maybe that required a good old-fashioned hook up.

Plus she still had Operation: Get Laid to think about. Kyle was as deep as a sink, but Brittany couldn’t help but think he’d probably be good in bed. So, for now, she ignored his hand on her thigh.

“How much fun?”

“Give me a chance, babe. I could make you scream.”

He squeezed her again, his hand sliding farther up her thigh. He glanced behind her and furrowed his brow.

“I thought you said he wasn’t your boyfriend.”

“He’s not, why?”

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