Page 36 of Under an Endless Moon

Was he serious?It had to be a joke. An offhanded offer that he would never see through. But he actually made the right that would lead us into the woods on the southern side of Moonlit Ridge.

“Where are we going?” I demanded.

Because staying with Otto?

It was hard enough loving him the way I did on a daily basis. Interacting with him and acting like he didn’t affect me. But I always had the reprieve of going home. Staying at his house, even if it was only for a night or two, sounded like torture.

Sublime, beautiful torture.

But still torture.

That smirk played all over his delicious mouth as he glanced between me and the road, the man so ridiculously hot, slung back in the seat of his truck.

It truly was unfair.

“Thought we already discussed that?” he said in that grumbly, low voice that rolled through me like a tease.

A total tease because I’d always imagined that voice saying dirty, dirty things to me. It was never going to happen, but a girl could dream.

“I wouldn’t call it a discussion if you’re the only one who came to the decision.”

“Fine, I can take you back to your house if you’d prefer.” He acted like he was going to flip a U-turn in the middle of the road.

My hand flew out to grab him by the arm. “You will not.”

“Then I guess this discussion is settled then.”

“I’ve obviously been cramping River’s style enough. I don’t want to be cramping yours, too.”

Otto scowled, his thick brow curling in disbelief. “You know I don’t bring women back to my place.”

“In case you missed it, Otto, Iama woman.”

That piercing blue gaze swept over me. I would have gotten all flustered by it except he said, “You don’t count.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Flattered.”

He laughed that sexy sound that flooded through me like a wash of warmth. Like I was being hugged by the sound and his scent. The man was mayhem to my senses.

“Don’t get your britches in a twist. You know my only exception is this family,” he defended.

“Britches? Now who’s eighty?” I tossed back.

He reached over and squeezed my thigh. I almost came out of my skin. Not the way I’d done when Tanner had done it.

No.

This was out of the riot of desire that smacked through my body. I tried to inhale, but it was unsteady.

One second later, that hand was back on the wheel as he maneuvered up the winding road that led to his cabin tucked deep in the forest.

Baby sister.

Baby sister.

I did my best to remind myself that was what he thought of me. That this didn’t mean anything.

I sobered a little as I stared over at him. At the vicious strength of his profile. The line of his nose and brow. His lips that were forever curled with his grin. “I don’t want to be in your way, Otto.”

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