Page 6 of Make Me Stay

Yeah, this living together thing was going to be great.

Chapter3

Kai

I slippedinto the bathroom and banged my head on the closed door.Fuck.

Lexi was all soft and gleaming in that way only females were. And the bathroom smelled of her even after she was gone. My cock was hard as a hammer, and I was never going to get that scent out of my head.

Hell.

I’d taken a shower at my parents’ house, but I needed another one—a cold one. I flipped the shower curtain back and turned the cold taps on. The blast of icy water helped, but I was tempted to take care of the hard-on that didn’t want to go away.

That silk robe thing was going to star in my dreams tonight, that was for damn sure.

I tipped my head back and fisted my shaft. So soft, so many curves that I could hold onto. I could see the sink from the space in the curtain. Right there, I could bend her over and she’d take me so good.

The orgasm punched me in the chest.

My gaze went dark and the heat of it left me staggering against the tiles. I lifted my face to the spray. She was my best friend’s sister, for fuck’s sake. What the fuck was I doing?

And yet, she was under my skin already.

It was the first day.

Hell, it had started in that realtor’s office when she’d been a ferocious little goddess. I still wanted to scoop her up and protect her—as well as beat that asshat’s face in.

However, that still brought Lexi into my life at every angle.

For the most part, I was able to stay out of the warehouse, but living with her?

Maybe I should move back to my parents’ house, after all.

I flipped the water to warm and quickly washed up. When I was done, I swore again. I hadn’t brought in my own towel, and the scrap of one on the rack barely met around my waist. “Shit.”

Maybe I could dart across the mini hall without notice. Gritting my teeth, I gripped the corners together and swung open the door. I thought I was home free until I spotted Lexi coming through the dining room doorway. My fingers went lax, and the towel swung open in the back. I cupped it over my junk.

She wore adorable, black-rimmed glasses and her hair was pinned up, but the worst part was her ultra-short shorts, as well as a tank over her braless tits.

Soft and grippable everywhere, man.

“Shit.” I darted into my room, aware my ass was on display before I shut the door.

Her laughter surprised me.

“Nice ass, Murdock!” she yelled through the door.

“You’re welcome,” I shot back.

I blew out a breath. At least knowing she had a sense of humor helped the tension riding my shoulders. I grabbed a pair of ridiculous boxers I got from Cash for Christmas. We always gave each other one prank gift. Too bad for him, I looked forward to getting a pair from him every year. These had vampire teeth all over them, one right over my junk.

I slipped between the sheets and stared at the ceiling for far too long.

She was right next door to me. What was she doing? Did she have a big bed with pillows and girly frills everywhere? Or did she sleep in crisp cotton?

I draped my arm over my face. Thinking about her in a bed was not going to help my cause.

Instead, I thought about the game and the stats the announcer had talked about, but I’d never been a stats guy and quickly, my thoughts veered to the thin walls between us. Was that her rustling under the covers?

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