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“Man, you’re really something, you know that? I can’t believe we’re here…I can’t believe we’re in this position.”

I cock my head to the side. This is the perfect opportunity to hear what’s on his mind. “Really? Well…is this the position you want to be in?”

Flynn lifts his hand to touch my cheek across the dinner table. “This is the best position I’ve ever been in.”

Then he leans in to kiss me. Our other kisses so far have been so wild, so sexually charged that it feels as good as sex itself, but this one is different. It’s tender and sweet. It’s short, and yet I know I’ll savor it more than the others we’ve had. This one means so much more than everything else we’ve shared.

Because when he kisses me, I feel how much he cares about me.

CHAPTER 9

Flynn

Last night unlocked something new inside me. I thought I’d hit the peak of my own emotions toward Lexi, but I was proved wrong by the kiss we shared at the dinner table. It left my dick hard, but also with a warm feeling in my chest. When we went upstairs to have sex, it felt different too. As I came inside her, I felt a new sense of release. A new sense of connection between the two of us.

I knew I was fond of her from the start, but right now, this feeling is taking me over. I feel horny for her every second of the day. I want to make her mine for life. I want to fuck her and fill her up with my babies. There’s not one piece of her that I don’t want, and I don’t plan on sharing her. But the week is coming to a close and soon, she’ll go back home with her father. What the hell will that mean for us?

This shouldn’t even bother me. She’s one girl out of millions. And yet, in such a short amount of time, I’ve come to realize that I can’t live without her. She’s as much a need to me as food and water. She’s everything I’ve ever craved. It’s a strange and scary thought. I’ve always been happy enough on my own, but she’s waltzed in and turned my world upside down.

It’s obvious to me what’s happening. I’m falling for her and it’s driving me crazy. I can’t think of much else because she clouds my every thought in the best possible way. I find myself thinking of her naked body at the most inappropriate of times. Sometimes when Eddie is talking to me, I can’t even pretend to listen. Why would I think of anything else when I could experience the euphoria of having her on my mind?

The closer I get to Lexi, the more dangerous this becomes too. I know that Eddie is going to start noticing the chemistry between us. It’s hard to ignore. Now that it’s Thanksgiving day as well, we have to spend the whole day as a trio. As I force myself out of bed to start on the cooking, I try and ignore the nerves in my stomach and the hard on in my pants. It’s the worst combo I could’ve imagined.

Neither Lexi or Eddie have emerged from their rooms yet, so I start on getting the dinner table ready and put the turkey in the oven. At least today I’ll have Lexi in the kitchen with me. She insisted on helping out, so I can’t complain. It’ll give us the time alone I’m craving. But it feels risky too. I know that I won’t be able to stop myself from stealing kisses from her as the primal urge to have her overcomes me yet again. I know that my dick will be throbbing all day long while I’m close in proximity to her.

Eddie comes down the stairs first, stumbling into the kitchen in his pyjamas. “Morning. Happy Thanksgiving.”

“Happy Thanksgiving. The turkey’s in the oven…I just hope it cooks okay…I’ve never done a turkey myself before.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Eddie says. “Where’s Lexi?”

I shrug. “No idea.” I know that it makes sense to be as nonchalant as possible. The more I act like I care, the more his suspicions are going to be heightened. It feels like I’m playing some kind of stealth game, and in a way it’s exciting. It’s like a role I played once for an action movie. Except if I screw this up, I don’t get to reshoot the scene. There are no retakes in real life.

“Perhaps she had a late night,” Eddie grumbles. My heart skips a beat and I refuse to look in his direction. He seems to be getting more and more grumpy around me. It seems like he might be on to me. I shrug again.

“She made me dinner and then headed up to bed…maybe she’s just getting a lie-in. Maybe that’s what she’s thankful for,” I say jokingly. Eddie doesn’t take the bait.

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