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Which I could have, if I’d wanted to.
But I hadn’t.
The thought of her wearing Gray’s clothes was unbearable, but he was right. She needed something to wear. I took off my long-sleeve T-shirt and held it out to her. “Here. Sorry I didn’t offer it to you earlier. I wasn’t thinking.”
I meant it. I should have realized what she needed. I wouldn’t make that mistake again.
She edged closer, stepping into the living room and taking the shirt from my outstretched hand.
My fingers brushed hers, and the spark that ignited when our skin touched was electric. It pulsed up my arm. Warm. Sweet. Something I very rarely let myself have, and never like this. Never where everything inside me screamed for more. Desired it. Craved it.
She pulled my shirt over her head then down over the curves of her tits and hips. Heat rushed my body. She was tall, but not as tall as me, and the shirt clung to her body like a second skin, the hem sitting just below her ass.
If she bent over…
Fuck.
I couldn’t let myself think about bending her over while she was wearing my shirt. I’d get hard right here in front of everyone.
She glanced at me, and if she could see the raging lust war battling inside me, she didn’t comment on it. “Thank you,” she said quietly instead.
I nodded but didn’t say anything. I was too busy fighting a battle with my body that demanded I go to her, wrap her in my arms, hold her until she was mine.
Grayson nodded toward the door. “You can go. We aren’t going to stop you.”
She blinked at him. “Really?”
“Really. Nobody will hurt you.”
“What if I walk straight out of here and tell the police everything?”
Scythe shrugged. “You can, but we’re old pros at this. We’ll be long gone without a trace before they can get here. And then you’ll have walked all the way to the police station with no pants for nothing. So, your call.”
She glanced at him distrustfully. But true to Gray’s word, nobody stopped her when she inched toward the door, making a wide circle around the dead body.
It took every muscle in my body not to stop her.
She grabbed a purse from the coatrack in the entryway and, never turning her back to us, she fumbled to get the door open. She slipped out, slamming it behind her.
Instantly, I moved to the curtains, pushing them aside and cracking the window open. She ran down the garden path, all naked, thick thighs I couldn’t stop staring at or imagining wrapped around my head. On the sidewalk,she took a single glance back over her shoulder, her gaze colliding with mine.
I raised a hand in a wave. “See you soon, wifey!”
She put on a fresh burst of speed and disappeared around the corner.
I turned around, grinning at the others. “Well, she was nice, wasn’t she?”
Grayson eyed me. “You are not to go after her, X. Promise me.”
I waved him off. “Of course. Of course.”
Grayson nodded. “Good.”
“Of course I’m going to go after her.”
His head snapped up. “You mean of course you’renotgoing after her.”
I squinted at him. “Isn’t that what I said?”
