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He laughs and gestures to the cum on his skin. “Oh, yeah. And you’re wearing the evidence of it.”

“Iam?” He didn’t get any cum on me.

“Look at your back in the mirror.”

I move in front of it and turn, finding deep red scratches all over me. “I look like I’ve been attacked by a tiger.”

“Sorry.”

It kind of stings, but the sight is hot as fuck. Penn’s clawed me up good, and it’s a turn-on to know those marks aren’t going to fade anytime soon.

I turn to him. “Liked it that much?”

“I didn’t even know I did it. I’m?—”

“Don’t say sorry again. I fucking love knowing I got you so worked up.”

Like he always does for me. No matter what little things come up between us, our friendship is solid, and our chemistry is off the charts. I know we can get through anything as long as we always have each other.

I love Penn. And he loves me.

We were always supposed to be together.

Chapter 32

Penn

WhoamI?

I’m getting ready for people to come over. Friend-type people. While my boyfriend cooks dinner with my scratch marks down his back and my ass is still sort of sensitive after fucking this morning.

I’m fully dressed, and Madden is naked, exactly like he plans to be all dinner. I’ve already given Lana the heads-up to be ready for it, so hopefully, we won’t have any more shrieking about unsolicited dicks. Rush and his partner will be here too, and I’m equal parts nervous and shitting myself about all the company.

“I don’t think you’ve taken a breath in about five minutes.”

I let out a long exhale of all the nerves pent up inside me. “I haven’t done this before.”

“You should have.”

“Maybe.” I’m not so sure I would have been brave enoughto face a whole bunch of people without Madden. “But it’s happening now, and we’re going to have friends, and it’s going to be great.”

“It will.”

“Good practice for all the times your Bertha brothers will come and visit us.”

Madden straightens at the oven. “Us?”

“I’m not naïve enough to think that they won’t be here all the time.”

“Here?”

There’s something going on with his tone that makes my lips twitch. “Are you going to repeat everything I say?”

Madden turns to face me, smile looking uncomfortable on his normally smiley face. “My roommates … will come here … to visit?”

I’m not sure why he’s so surprised by that. “I mean, we can go there and see them as well. I don’t care either way.”

Something clicks in his expression. “Do you think I’m moving in?”

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