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Holy shit. I hadn’t expected him to taste so different from Kyle, but he did. I knew right away that I could kiss this man for hours on end and not get tired of it. But it was more than just a fucking kiss.

It was like foreplay.

My entire body ignited as if someone had poured gasoline on it. Every nerve woke up.

And, in seconds, my pussy grew wet, ready for him.

But there would be no sex tonight—even if I’d wanted to. We were going to wait. He’d put me off this long. Going to bed immediately felt like it would disrespect his wishes, even though we hadn’t said a word about it.

By the time he slowly removed his lips from mine, my hands were trembling, and I didn’t know that I could explain why. I hoped he didn’t notice. I rested my hands against his chest, hoping it would calm all the crazy butterflies floating through my body.

“All right, bird. We’ll do it your way. Friends…and more. But friends first.”

“Oh, yeah. For sure.”

Was I dreaming this?

“I mean it. I’m not kidding when I say I know you need a friend.”

“I’m okay, Wolf.”

“I know you’re tough, but you don’t have to always put on that act with me.”

Jesus. Just another reminder that Wolf really did know me better than anyone else. “Yeah, I know.” But the only way I could let down my guard was if the two of us were alone together.

And it was starting to sound like I was about to get my way.

“So we’re going to give ourselves a week. We’re both going to think about it and if we still feel the same way after that…”

I nodded, feeling insecure. I knewIwould feel the same way in a week, but what about Wolf? He’d already pushed back so many times…

Before I could voice that concern, he said, “So tell me what happened to your friends.”

I let out a soft breath and pulled back just enough so that I could see his entire face. “Some of them went to college, but a lot of them moved to Denver and some even moved out of state. It’s not that we’re not still friends…except when you’re busting yourass in a minimum wage job and trying to get your band off the ground, it’s kind of hard to stay in touch. And we’ve drifted apart because we don’t have stuff in common anymore. Some of my old friends are parents now.”

“That happened to me too.”

“But you were married.”

“Yeah.”

I got the feeling that he wasn’t ready to talk more about that. So I switched back to our original subject, a topic I’d been wanting to get to for a while now. “Who areyourfriends?”

“I don’t have many since leaving the MC.”

And I definitely wasn’t ready to ask about that. I’d been told that, at one time, the MC that had called Charlotte home had been a menace, striking fear into many citizens’ hearts—so much so that a lot of them moved to Silver City or somewhere else. And when the MC realized there wasn’t much for them, they left.

Apparently, Wolf stayed.

I had so many questions. Like if he had any relatives around. I remembered him saying his mom died when he was young, but did he have a dad out there? Siblings like I did? Cousins? Aunts and uncles? I would ask all these questions…but not now. Still, I was getting the feeling that Wolf was lonely, but maybe that was changing now that he was in the band.

Wolf said, “Do you feel like the guys in the band are your friends?”

“Yeah, I do. But I’m no idiot. I know that if they had to choose between Kyle and me, they’d choose him without a second thought.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that.”

“What makes you say that?”

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