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I brushed my nose across his cheek and noticed he didn’t pull away. “Liar. I’ll bet you woke up with my morning wood pressed against your hole, and you thought about it. Thought about stripping us down and backing up onto my cock, didn’t you?”
His eyes fluttered closed. “I didn’t.”
“Didn’t do it or didn’t think about it?” I teased softly. “Either way, it’s too bad. I would have enjoyed waking up buried in your hot, tight ass.”
Two could play at the torture game.
And when I left Timber a minute later, I felt like I’d finally at least gotten myself on the board.
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Two daysafter the random fucking fire inspection—which had honestly become even more of a pain in my ass than the dental cleaning that came right after it—one of my beer taps broke and sprayed expensive IPA all over me.
I headed to Sullivan Hardware in hopes of finding what I needed to fix it without having to call the equipment company up in Billings.
As the bell over the hardware store door tinkled, I spotted Maddox’s sister chatting with the usual contingentof Legacy gossips… which apparently now included Adrian Hayes, the influencer I’d skipped out on “dating.” We’d met finally, and I had to admit I liked the guy. But not like that. He was nice, but a little too fancy for me.
“Maya,” I pleaded, throwing myself on her mercy, “please tell me you have something that can fix a broken beer tap.”
“O-rings and gaskets are right over there, plumbing section,” she said, pointing toward an aisle.
Adrian threw out a friendly smile. “Alex, what’s your favorite Christmas movie?”
I paused. “Uh…Die Hard? What about you?”
“Never seen it,” he said. “But I remember liking the Snoopy one.”
Maya and I, along with Mrs. Hoffman, gasped.
Adrian blinked at us in mock confusion. “You guys don’t like Snoopy?”
I stared at him. “You’ve never seenDie Hard?”
I shook my head and headed to the plumbing section, remembering I had a restaurant full of people waiting for me. “It’s true what they say about people from LA,” I teased over my shoulder.
Maya laughed and said. “You’re from Napa. Don’t go acting all local on us just yet. You’ve been here five minutes.”
I found what I was looking for quickly and returned to the counter. “I’ve been here full-time for three years, and that’s after a decade of summers in Legacy, little lady.”
As I pulled out my debit card, Mrs. Hoffman asked Adrian something I didn’t hear.
“Oh, uh… Actually, I’m going to a holiday bonfire and s’mores tonight with, um…” Adrian frowned. “The fire marshal? I can’t remember his name.”
Hot rage flooded my system. I could have sworn Maddox hadcounted Kincaid out of the mix when he was putting together all of these video dates… or so Rosie had led me to believe.
“Oh my god, Maddox set you up with Kincaid after all? For real?” I shook my head in disgust. “Good luck, I guess. He’s the grumpiest human you’ve ever met. Makes Maddox look like a happy ray of sunshine in comparison.”
