Page 89 of Undeniable Temptation

“Iknow,” she growled.

“And I totally respect and admire your decision.” Blake raised his hands in surrender. “In fact, I’d love to introduce you to my wife and maybe encourage you to sprinkle some of your girl-on-girl tendencies her way.”

Felicity gaped and turned her wide-eyed stare to Ryan. “Is he serious?”

“Unfortunately.”

“How do I make it stop?”

Blake chuckled. “I’m kidding. Lighten up.”

Movement in the doorway drew Ryan’s attention. Inch by inch, Sean silently backed into the room, his focus still on the hall.

“Out.” Blake pointed to the door. “This is my hiding spot.”

“Nope,” Sean whispered and shut the door gently. “I’m not going anywhere.” He leaned against the glossy wood and repeatedly flexed his right hand. “If I have to sign one more poster, I’m not sure I’ll regain feeling in my fingers.”

A bang cracked through the room and Sean went barreling forward as the door flung wide, Mason and Mitch scuffling in after.

“I think we lost her.” Mason panted, slamming the door shut.

Felicity looked from Sean to Mason to Mitch. “You’re all running from Leah?”

Mitch nodded. “Don’t look at me like that. Satan’s got nothing on that woman when she’s running behind schedule.”

“Ohh…kay…” Felicity frowned as she crept closer to Ryan’s side. “I think that’s my cue to leave.” She kept her gaze on the rest of the band as she placed a quick peck on his cheek. “If I don’t speak to you before you figure out what you’re doing with the lady in question, good luck.”

“Thanks.” He gave her his best I-can-handle-this smile and watched her leave the room.

“Did we walk in on something?” Mason picked up a wooden chair and jimmied it under the door handle.

“They werenothaving sex. I can assure you of that.” Blake winked at Ryan and tapped the side of his nose with his index finger.

How was he supposed to react? How? His friends were fucking morons.

“I’m not even going to ask.” Mason tested the door handle and nodded at a job well done. “I don’t think demon woman will get through that.”

“Then I think we have a problem.” Ryan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Because the woman you’re trying to keep out, is the one I need to go after.”

They all glared at him.

“You’re not exposing our hiding place. Whatever it is can wait.” Mitch sank into a chair and kicked a leg over the arm rest. “Leah’s not in her right mind, anyway. It’s like PMS, hysteria, and bipolar all rolled into a package of heels, tits, and flawless make-up.”

It didn’t matter. If Felicity was right, he didn’t want to give Leah another second thinking he was letting her walk away. He had to bridge the gap. At least temporarily. Until he worked out a plan that made everything fall into place. “I’ve seen her at her worst. It won’t bother me.”

He made for the door and Sean stepped in front of him.

“You’ve seen her at her worst, but have you witnessed her Jekyll and Hyde impersonation? Because since this morning, she’s got that shit down pat.”

“And I’m not pointing fingers,” Mason added. “But I think we’re all pretty clear on who should be taking the full brunt of this ass reaming.”

Ryan turned to face everyone, arms wide. “Then let me out. I’ll take it.”

“Or will you make it worse, my little grasshopper?” Mason tented his fingers in front of his chest and tapped them together. “Why do you need to see her so urgently?”

Admitting he may have made an error in judgment wasn’t on the top of his to-do list. They would slay him. Verbally, at least. Then again, they may confirm he hadn’t made a mistake after all. “I think I fucked up.”

“Clearly,” Mitch drawled. “You have a fake girlfriend, impregnated the wrong woman, and ditched the one you were supposed to keep. What’s your point?”

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