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“Are you sure?” Quinn says with a smile. “We could always go get breakfast or something.”

She’s being a brat on purpose. Thankfully, Ally knows all of that is a bad idea.

“Let’s plan something. I think we should go talk to Uncle Ronnie soon. We’ll all do dinner or something, and we can catch up then.”

“Okay,” Quinn says with a smile, and then Ally slips out of the room, leaving me alone with Quinn.

“Let’s try this again,” I say, my voice rough with desire that I’m trying to push down—for now. “Hi, Angel,” I say as I grin, the sound of the door clicking behind me making us both jump.

“Hi, Levi,” she says.

“Quinn, don't play coy. It's not cute. Right now, I'm mad at you. Actually, I'm furious at you for not coming home last night—but I'm hoping that there's a good reason.”

“There's a reason, but I'm not necessarily sure if it's a good one.” She shrugs, a look of innocence in her eyes, but she tries to play it off. “What are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you that. You didn’t come home last night.”

“Yeah, last night I sort of thought you had a visitor over.”

“A visitor?” I ask, thinking about who that could be. Then it hits me. The car that turned around in my driveway when Ally was leaving. It had to have been her.

Fuck. She spent the whole night thinking I was with her sister. Now I feel like an ass.

“Quinn—,” I start, but she holds her hands up to silence me. “Ally already explained. I know nothing happened, and I trust you. I guess I just had a little moment, a little freakout.” She shrugs again, and that’s starting to bother me more than her not coming home last night, but I’m trying to stick to the plan.

Make. Her. Mine.

“I had a little moment too,” I say, walking towards the chair next to the bed, her eyes following me intently as I move to grab my jersey, holding it up as I look at her. “When I saw you in this…damn baby, it was everything,” I say, and I see her eyes light up as she clenches her thighs.

It’s okay, Q, the thoughts give me the same reactions.

“It was everything, having you there for me, wearing my last name. Fuck Quinn, I had thoughts of sinking my cock in you all fucking night just trying to show you how much you mean to me.”

“How much do I mean to you, Levi?” Quinn says, untying the knot on her robe, the two sides slipping open just enough, teasing me a bit, her purple panties peeking out.

I’m rock hard imaging her on all fours, my jersey on as I fuck her from behind—those purple panties torn off as I bury my cock in her. I want to destroy her in this hotel just to build her back together and bring her home.

Starting with getting her naked, except for my jersey.

“Get naked,” I tell her, but she freezes.

“No,” she says, her eyes serious but she’s biting her lips as she watches me, my cock hardening at her sass.

“What do you mean ‘no’,” I growl.

“Not until you answer my question,” she throws back.

I pause. She’s right. She doesn’t really know what I want, because I haven’t told her.

“You want to know what you mean to me? You mean everything. I want every lazy morning with you, every wild night. Even more, I want the quiet moments in between where you sit in my lap while I play video games or when we snuggle after taking a shower. All because I wantyou. You made me believe in love again, made me feel like I was worthy of love, and for that I want to spend the rest of my life proving I’m worthy of you…starting with making you my girlfriend. Everything else is in the past—the lies Ally told us, the past relationships, all of it. It’s me and you.”

She smiles big, her teeth showing as she looks up at me and nods.

“Oh, and I want you moving all your things intoourroom. No more of this shit spread out. It’sourhome now, okay?”

She nods again nervously, but I can tell she’s all smiles on the inside.

Good, because I meant every word. She’s mine.

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