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“So, you always pour back?”

Smirking, I gave him a look. “Don’t you feel poured into?”

“Yeah, but I’m trying to figure out if everybody gets this treatment.”

They didn’t.

Russ was different than the others. While he was fun and the sex was amazing, the way he was present with me made him stand out from anyone I’d ever dated. He stayed in the moment with me.His energy matched mine and we fed off one another. All of the men poured, but it was the way Russ poured that made me prioritize time with him over the others.

But I wasn’t about to tell him that.

I wiggled my eyebrows. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Yes. That’s why I asked,” he deadpanned.

I cackled.

When our amusement died down, he glanced at me before he got into the other lane. “Nah, but for real… all I’m saying is that if you’re pouring like this you need to always make sure whoever you’re pouring into is pouring back with the same energy.” He put his hand on my thigh. “Make sure they earn this shit.”

I spread my legs wider and moved his hand into the crotch of my black yoga pants. “This most definitely needs to be earned.”

Pressing his fingers against me, he chuckled. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Anything you want.”

“Nina,” he groaned. Pulling his hand away from me, he grabbed the bulge in his gray joggers. “Don’t do this to me.”

I looked over at him and grinned. “What?”

He shook his head and didn’t answer me. Instead, he put both hands on the steering wheel. “I gotta stay focused,” he said more to himself than to me. “We have a long day and I have plans for you.”

“Plans for me? Do tell.”

“Let’s just say you’re going to sleep good tonight.”

My smile grew. “I like the sound of that.” I sat back in my seat and stared out the window. “When is your place going to be done?”

I wasn’t sure where the question came from, but it surprised me.

“If all goes well with my inspection tomorrow, I’ll be able to move in at the end of the month,” he said with a glance over at me. “I’ll be in your neck of the woods on a more permanent basis. What do you think about that?”

“I think that’ll be cool. What do you think about that?”

“I love Richland. I always knew I was going to build a house in Richland, so I love it. And I can’t lie… I love the idea of seeing more of you.”

A slow smile pulled at my lips. “Once a week isn’t enough for you anymore?” I teased. “You want more?”

He was quiet for a second. “You know exactly what I want.”

The sexiness in his tone caused me to squeeze my thighs together. “No…” Licking my lips, I stared at his profile. “Tell me.”

“I—”

His phone rang over his Bluetooth speaker. The number flashed on the display.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “I need to take this.”

“Go ahead,” I whispered as his finger touched the screen to answer the phone.

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