Page 174 of The Sleep With Your Enemy's Sister Situation

I waited…

Riff thrust.

That was it.

That as all that mattered.

Riff… thrust…

I pulledup my pants and panties.

I wiggled my hips and took a deep breath.

That perfect warmth moved throughout my body.

Just what I needed, Riff…

I leaned against the door and took another deep breath.

Then I started to laugh.

For no reason at all.

Riff studied me for a few seconds, then walked away.

He disappeared and came back with a bottle of water for me.

“Thoughtful,” I said. “No booze?”

“Plenty of booze,” he said. “What are you doing here, Fi?”

“I think you know. You just fucked the answer.”

“You’re the answer?”

“I’m the answer to everything, Griffin,” I said.

The two of us then started to laugh.

I had no idea what the hell I was saying.

“Don’t laugh at me,” I said as I laughed.

“Yeah, sure,” he said.

He turned around and I twisted the cap off the water bottle.

I gave it a small squeeze and sent a glob of water through the air, hitting the back of Riff’s t-shirt.

He froze and slowly turned.

“I’ll do it again,” I warned.

Riff lunged for me.

I let out a scream and squeezed the water bottle.

Riff grabbed my wrist and moved it out of the way.

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