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I frowned. He must not want me if he was trying to stop himself. I've heard plenty of stories from the girls about how they got their bones jumped even while the guys were working. It almost sounded like a competition between them all.

I leaned against him to apologize when I felt his cock was hard against my hip. I was a little shocked.

"You're hard," I whispered, staring at him. "Why aren't you just going to take me? Do you not want me?"

Weslie ground his teeth together, looking in pain. "You have no idea, April. But we are at a school with children."

I swallowed suddenly, remembering the situation, and I felt embarrassed. But I didn't care. I wanted him so badly. I could risk being caught.

"The truck is empty."

He made a sound in his throat and leaned closer. His cock pressed hard against me as he inhaled, his nose running over my neck. "I would enjoy doing that, but if I were to fuck in the truck, it wouldn't be for a quickie."

My face burned hot as he pulled back. "The guys are going to be out in just a few minutes, so keep it together. We can talk about this when I get home."

I suddenly felt a little hope for tonight. I swallowed and tried to pull myself together so I would not look hurt. Besides, it was only a few hours. I could last.

When I arrived home later, I paced. I couldn't remain calm as I waited for Weslie to come home. Was he going to give me what I wanted? Or was he going to talk about how this wasn't what we agreed upon? Was he going to explain that the one night was a mistake and we shouldn't repeat it again?

Hundreds of questions filled my head, and I felt sick. I hated not knowing.

I heard the front door unlock, and I turned. Weslie stepped into the apartment, looking exhausted. I remained still, feeling my throat close as I waited for him to speak.

He spotted me and smiled. "Hey."

"Hi."

He shoved his hands into his pocket and smiled at me. "Why don't you go change into something nice."

I looked at him, confused. "Why?"

"I want to take you to dinner," he said with a shrug. "And I'm too tired to cook."

My heart fluttered, and I was stunned. I expected him to start talking right away. Does dinner mean it's good news? Or was it bad news? If I were good news, he would jump me now, wouldn't he? If he really wanted me, he wouldn't be waiting.

I scowled at myself. The old me wouldn't have cared. She wouldn't have thought so much into everything.

"April?" Weslie tilted his head. "You okay?"

I nodded my head, forcing a smile. "Yeah, I'll go change."

No matter what the news was, I needed to hear it.

Chapter 14 - Weslie

I rubbed at my eyes, exhausted from the long day. We had a meeting with a group from the city wanting to discuss changes to some business regulations. I had split the night shift with Lucas since he had something come up, so I only slept a couple of hours last night. Then there was the fire at the school. I was running off fumes at this point.

We were packing everything away, and I stretched as I stared at the garage ceiling. I was ready to go home, but I wasn't going to be sleeping. I knew April would be there waiting for me, and I didn't know how I would handle that.

I wanted to have sex again. It had been replaying in my head frequently, but I also didn't want to hear April say it was a mistake afterward. I had to think logically about this, even if April wasn't.

"Hey, you got a second?" Cayden stopped next to me, wiping a hand over his forehead.

I yanked off my boots and kicked them aside, grabbing my sneakers. "Sure, what's up?"

He took a seat on the bench. "I just wanted to thank you for all the help you've been doing with my sister. I haven't gotten around to thanking you for everything since I've been so busy with Riley lately."

I felt my stomach twist up because if he knew that his sister and I had fucked around last week, I doubt he would be thanking me right now.

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