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Her body heated as his eyes fell to her bare legs and up to where her thong was giving him an eyeful of butt cheeks.
“Well, gee, when you put it that way.” She tossed a shirt at him and returned to her task.
He moved closer, slipping a finger along the waistband of her panties and followed it around to the dip in her lower back and down along the thin scrap of material. “I’m serious.”
With a few deep breaths, she steadied her heartbeat and fought the heat that was pooling between her legs. She needed to have this conversation without his penis being a part of it. Otherwise, she’d never know which head he was thinking with. She wouldn’t stay just to be a convenient lay. “I’ll be fine. You made sure of that with yourenhanced security. That really wasn’t necessary, you know. Jake lives right down the hall.”
He continued the torture with his fingers, moving them down and pushing his pinky inside. “I don’t like the idea of you needing to rely on another man to keep you safe.”
She closed her eyes and gave in to the sensation of his expert fingers. “You’re going all caveman on me, huh?” she rasped.
“Something like that,” he whispered in her ear, nipping at it softly. “Stay.”
She moved her head side to side. “I don’t live that far away. Maybe, if you’re lucky, I’ll invite you to sleep over at my fancy new apartment.”
He tossed his towel aside and pressed her up against the wall. “I like my bed.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
Charlie and Traviswere standing in front of the window, peering out, when Chris came down the stairs. He was running late, but the morning activities had been worth it. He frowned at the thought of Tori not being there tomorrow morning.
“What are you two staring at?” Chris asked, falling in beside them. His eyes found Tori shoving a large box in the trunk of her car.
He felt Travis watching him, but he focused on Tori. A lump formed in his throat. He’d known it was coming. Hell, he’d watched her pack the box last night, but it was something else entirely to watch her remove herself from his house.
“You’re really going to let her leave?”
“We weren’t living together, Travis. She was crashing while her apartment was being fixed.”
“Hmpf.”
Yeah, he wasn’t convinced either.
Chris turned away from the window and pulled a mug from the shelf. This day was going to require coffee. Lots of coffee.
“I need to run by all the jobsites today. You feel up to coming with me?”
“Actually, I thought you could come with me today.” Charlie tucked his hair behind one ear and looked from Travis to Chris.
Travis visibly relaxed at the second invitation. He nodded at Charlie and turned to Chris as if waiting for approval. He was going to have to give a little if he wanted Travis to stick around Sweetbriar long-term.
“Good, that’s settled.” Chris filled the mug with coffee and felt a little of the tension in his shoulders relax as the aroma of the French roast filled his nostrils. His eyes fell to the silver key lying on the counter, the key he had given Tori.Fuck, she is really leaving.
He plucked the key up in his palm and wrapped his fingers around the cool metal. “Heads up,” he called and tossed it at Travis.
“So, that’s everythingthen?” She beamed at her brother, barely able to contain her excitement. “I can’t believe you were able to get that many fights scheduled. This may be the first fundraiser in the history of this town that people actually want to come to.”
Ryan leaned back in his chair and tossed the papers down on the desk in front of him. “Thank Chris. I don’t how he did it, but he got Benny to help recruit.”
“Benny?”
Ryan nodded. “Yeah, nearly half the list is filled with fighters from his gym.”
“He didn’t mention it,” Tori admitted and looked down at her chipped fingernail polish.
“I heard the apartment is ready. You moving back in?”
She looked up quickly, surprised at the suggestion. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”
