Page 141 of Zero Chance

“Oh my God.”I groaned, slugging his arm for actually sending that.“You didn’t have to go intothatmuch detail.”

“Yes, I did,” he argued with a grin.“It’s no fun otherwise.”

I sighed and shook my head as Xander answered his inappropriate text.

Of course, I’ll back up her story.But did you two really just hook up?Again?

Yep.Thanks for the help.I hereby nullify our feud.You’re good people, Girl Union.

Keene started to put his phone away, only to make a sound of remembrance and start texting again.

Oh.And another thing.You’re going to have to stop flirting with me at breakfast.I have a girlfriend now.She may be tiny, but I sense a scrappiness in her.Piss her off, and I think she might take you.

Instead of answering Keene, my phone lit up with an incoming call from Xander.

I made a sound of amusement and showed him her name.

“Seriously?”he cried and snagged the receiver from my hand.“I’m sorry,” he answered, “Waverly can’t come to the phone right now.She’s about to get laid.Again.”

“Let me talk to Frankie,” I heard Xander demand.

I slugged Keene’s arm, and he laughed, letting me take the phone from his hand.

“Xander?”I said, only to roll my eyes and groan when she muttered what an ass he was.“I know,” I agreed wholeheartedly, then snorted my amusement when she kept going, calling him immature and annoying and a pain in her ass.Glancing into his eyes, I lovingly murmured, “Trust me, I know.”

He grinned smugly as if he assumed I’d just complimented him.

Then he cupped my ass and drew me forward so he could rub me against the semi he had growing in his pants.

Meeting his heated gaze, I flushed and bit my lip, even as my hips undulated on him, driving us both a little crazier.

I covered his face with my hand to get him to stop so I couldn’t be tempted anymore, but he nipped at my palm, then licked it with an erotic swirl of his tongue that I felt between my legs.

Sucking in a surprised breath, I ground down on his lap and mumbled, “I gotta go, Xander.Sorry.He’s?—”

Taking the phone from my hand, Keene hung it up and dropped it into the center console.

His eyes filled with liquid heat.My nipples went hard.

Dropping his attention to them, he growled, “Inside.Now.”

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WAVERLY

Keene talked me into staying for supper.Apparently, the five members of the household took turns cooking, and tonight was his night.When I entered the kitchen with him, he grasped my waist and lifted me onto the counter, where I was supposed to sit and watch.

“Don’t get too excited.”He tried to downplay his skills.“It’s just spaghetti.All I do is brown the beef, boil the noodles, then mix them together with a jar of sauce.”

But I was impressed, anyway.And every time I tried to jump down to help, he shooed me back up onto the counter.That is, until the boiling water started to overflow while he was searching the cabinets for spaghetti sauce.

“Shit,” he muttered, whirling around, only to find me already there, pulling the pot off the burner.

“Got it,” I announced, smiling over my shoulder at him.

He blinked at me before smiling back.“Okay,” he decided as he came up behind me to wrap an arm around my waist and kiss the side of my neck.“I guess you can help after all.”

So I did.And it was a blast.

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