Page 218 of Breaking the Rules

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"You're good with me."

"Maybe." He turns back to me. Stares into my eyes. "Should we get out of here?"

"After we check out the bedrooms."

He nods and moves to the other end of the room. To the hallway.

But it doesn't go to bedrooms.

Only to a single bathroom.

Hunter chuckles. "Fuck, who put these listings together?"

"An idiot," I tease.

"He's probably used to getting by on his looks."

"Aren't they always?"

I move around the room, trying to imagine our stuff filling the space.

It's not quite as small as my bedroom, but it would still be a struggle.

There's no way we'd have any privacy.

I motion to one corner. "I could sleep there." Then to the other. "Kay could sleep there. I could watch her fuck my brother when he stays the night."

"Does he?"

"Usually, they go to his place. Our place, I guess."

"To spare you?"

"It's a bigger place."

"With the under-the-bed restraints."

My nose scrunches in distaste.

He chuckles. "You ever try those?"

"No. Have you?"

"A few times."

"Which way?"

"Both."

"Oh." That's not what I expected. For all his talk about how empty his fucks were and how little he gave, I wouldn't expect him to allow someone to tie him up.

Not that I want to.

I mean, I don't not want to.

Fuck, it's hot in here.

"What else?" I ask.

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