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He plucked at the edge of my cropped tank and began to tug it up. I immediately clamped one arm over my breasts and fought him off with the other.

“As much as I want to, there’ll be no getting naked right now.”

Comprehension lit in Raf’s eyes. “Adrian?”

I nodded. “Who’ll be here any minute.”

“Then what am I going to do about this!” He pointed at the bulge in his jeans and pressed his lips into a tight line.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I suggest you try and hide it.”

A contemptuous snort left his mouth.“Hideit,” he muttered, like it was the most preposterous suggestion he’d ever heard.

Luckily for him, he’d just finished digging around in his jeans and had satisfactorily adjusted his junk, when a cheery double-tap knocked on my door.

It swung open and Adrian breezed in as if he lived here. “Just me. Oh, hey man,” he said, when he spotted Rafael.

Raf’s eyes narrowed as he looked my friend up and down, starting at his tight workout tank, to his equally tight black compression pants, and ended at Adrian’s unlaced sneakers. He then crossed his arms and turned a questioning expression on me. One arm jerked a thumb at Adrian. “This?”

“Is Adrian, my workout buddy,” I stated. “Adrian, this is Rafael.”

Adrian lifted his chin in acknowledgement, then rubbed his hands together. “We’ve got an extra today? Jeans aren’t really appropriate though, dude.”

I snickered when Raf’s eyes narrowed further. “No, Rafael’s not here to workout with us. He stopped by to say hi.”

Raf snorted. “I stopped by to negate the need to touch my own cock this morning, but him bein’ here is seriously killing the mood.”

My jaw dropped. “Raf!” I exclaimed in disbelief, only for the rebuke to become void the instant Adrian broke out into a fit of hysterical laughter.

A little smirk formed on Raf’s mouth when I turned on him. “What the hell!”

“I don’t mince my words, mamacita. You know that already.”

“Oh fuck,” Adrian wheezed. “That was too good. That’s gonna keep me laughing for days.” He dashed a finger across each eye and continued to chortle.

“Is this a regular thing?” Raf deadpanned.

My hands met my hips. “Yes, it is.”

“Is he single, or got a missus?”

“Oh, I’mcompletelysingle,” Adrian chimed in with a cheeky grin on his face.

It provoked a low growl within Raf’s chest, and I backhanded Adrian’s bicep. “Don’t be an egg. You’re goading him on purpose. Both of you stop acting like you’re on the school playground.”

Raf eyed my friend. “I would have pushed him off by now.”

Adrian’s smile-inducing laugh rang out, and he completely ignored Raf’s blackened mood. “It’s fun. And effortless, might I add.”

I pressed both forefingers and middle fingers to my temples. “I can’t deal with you two. Adrian, can we rain-check?”

Another hearty chuckle bubbled from his chest. “Yeah, Greer, we can rain-check. I’ll text you later.”

I accepted the chaste and purely platonic kiss to my cheek, and walked him to the door. “Sorry about that.”

Adrian flashed a grin. “Don’t apologize. It’s great to see you’re finally getting a little somethin’ somethin’.”

“Goodbye,Adrian.” I shoved him out of my condo before he said anything else mortifying.

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