Page 86 of Behind the Net

“Her name is Diane.” He grins openly at her, and I can tell he loves this.

Pippa and Hazel gag in unison. “You shouldn’t name them, Rory,” Pippa says, and he shakes with laughter.

“Does your sex doll have a head?” Hazel asks him.

His eyes don’t leave her face. “She did, but I removed it.” His tongue taps his upper lip.

“That’s worse.”

He just grins at Hazel like he wants to keep her. Pippa shoots me an amused smile. It feels private, and my chest squeezes.

Hazel says something to Pippa and she turns her head to listen. Her ponytail brushes my arm, and I’m transported to a few days ago, when she sat between my legs, shaking against me as she came in my arms. I can still feel her hair against my chest as she writhed. I can’tstopfeeling it.

“You should come out with me and Pippa when she shows me around,” he tells Hazel.

She stares at Pippa. “What is he talking about?”

Pippa rolls her eyes. “Rory needs someone to show him around Vancouver, even though he grew up here and doesn’t live here anymore.”

Rory tries to push Pippa behind him, and she dissolves into laughter. “Don’t listen to her, babe.” He smiles again at Hazel. “You should join us.”

“I’m busy.” Hazel scowls. “And don’t call me babe.”

“Sorry.” He places his hand on his heart with remorse. “Baby.”

She stares at him before turning to Pippa. “You know he’s going to try to lure you into a threesome, right?”

Pippa laughs. “I’ve never been in a threesome.”

“You’re not having a threesome,” I snap, and all three of them look at me like I’ve grown a second head. “And you’re not sleeping with Miller.”

I can hear myself, but I can’t stop.

Pippa nudges me with her elbow. “We’re just kidding,” she tells me before turning back to Miller. “When are you in town next?”

“I’m here for a couple more days, actually. Free tomorrow if you are.”

His eyes are practically fuckingtwinklingat her. Rory Miller istwinklingat my Pippa. Everything about this is wrong, and a possessive rage rushes through me.

The idea of him trying something with her makes me feel sick. I just glare down at her, wishing I could pull her out of here so we could be alone.

“Tomorrow’s perfect,” Pippa tells him.

Miller’s looking at me like he won something. He’s challenging me, but I can’t do a fucking thing. I’ve already drawn the line with Pippa and crossed it a few times.

That fuckingfuck. I hate him for playing this stupid game with me. I hate myself for getting this jealous over a woman I can’t have.

“Great.” He sends me a broad smile. “It’s a date.”

CHAPTER40

PIPPA

When I leavemy room the next evening, Jamie’s pacing the apartment with a thunderous expression. I walk into the living room, and he stops short, glaring at my outfit.

Sparks ignite in my stomach, and I wonder if this was a bad idea.

I know Rory isn’t interested in me. Even if he joked about threesomes, we’re just hanging out as friends. I was with the same guy since thetenthgrade, though, and after Jamie blew my mind with the toy, I realized how much I was missing out on.

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