Page 59 of Just Roommates

“Fucking hell,” I grumble, pulling away from her.

The first time I’ve tasted her, and it gets interrupted like this.

Is this a sign we shouldn’t cross this line?

We both catch our breaths, and I wipe my arm along my face while stalking to the door. I’m half-tempted to tell the person to fuck off, but they won’t stop fucking knocking.

I unlock the door … and in walks Penny.

You’ve got to be shitting me.

I hear Sierra curse under her breath.

She hops off the bar and practically snarls in my direction. “It’s been a long night. You should probably help her find herwallet.”

She glares while passing us on her way back to the apartment, and I pray it’s not to pack her bags and leave.

As much as I want to chase her, I have to get rid of Penny first.

“Well played,” I tell Penny, working my jaw.

She raises her brows. “What do you mean?”

“Come on. Youforgotyour wallet?”

She shrugs. “I was hoping you’d changed your mind. I didn’t know she’d be here with you, doing … whatever you two were doing.”

“We were closing the bar.”

“You were about to fuck her in the same place you’d fucked me.”

I snarl. She’s right. I was about to screw Sierra where I’d screwed countless other women.

“She’s not for you, Maliki.” Her hand splays across my shoulder.

I push her away. “Just because we’ve fucked a few times doesn’t mean shit. Just because your mouth has been around my dick doesn’t mean you know me.”

“When she breaks your heart, you know my number.”

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Sierra

I throw down my bag,tear off my clothes, and step in the shower.

Tears hit my eyes as soon as Penny walked in, but I blinked them away. I couldn’t cry in front of her—in front ofthem.

What if he brings her to his bedroom?

I shake my head. He wouldn’t do that after what happened on the bar.

I throw my loofah onto the bathtub floor and kick it for good measure. I’m reminded of Maliki’s touch as I wash my hair. It was too good to be true. Just when I succeeded in proving he couldn’t hide his feelings for me any longer, she interrupted.

No matter what, there’s always someone coming between us.

Maliki is seated on my bed when I walk into my room. I screech and tighten my towel around my chest.

“I wanted to assure you I wasn’t fucking anyone.” He stands. “Get some sleep.”

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