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Damn, she was fine. Probably one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. The kind that gets more stunning with each year and you can't help but stare at her.
But... my brother's girl. Married to him. Virgin. Clearly entrenched in the do-not-fuck column. For real, though. Gavin was a lucky sonofabitch if she took him back.
"I need something to sleep in," she said.
"Sleep in that." Arms and legs fully covered. Bottom half protected by denim and brass buttons. Ideal situation.
"Maybe you should take me back to Stella's." She wrung her hands together in front of her.
"You wanna go?"
"Well, I can't sleep in this."
"I can give you a tee." It would drive me nuts, but I could do it.
"That'll work."
"Unless you wanna go?" One last chance to save my sanity and make the right choice.
"I wanna stay," she said innocently, but my ears didn't hear it that way at all.
"Fuck me." I got up and gave her a large camo tee that would hopefully cover her to her ankles. "Here ya go." I gave her a pair of Navy sweats that she would swim in too.
She went into the bathroom again, and I returned to my spot sitting at the top of the bed. She came out wearing thetee, no sweats, her clothes folded in a neat pile that she set on the nightstand. She'd loosened her hair and brushed it, letting it hang down her back like a veil to the top of her ass.
"Fuck me."
"What?" The bed barely shook as she delicately climbed under the sheets on her side.
"Nothin'." I kept my hands firmly tucked between my legs.
"Night." She said quietly and sighed as she did her torturous stretchy, curly cat thing that was oh so unintentionally sexy.
"Night, Little Bird." I turned out the light and lay flat on my back, trying my best to keep my eyes off her.
She was quiet for a few minutes but I could feel something brewing in her head. Then she sputtered like she was holding back a giggle.
"What?" I couldn't pretend not to be interested because all her thoughts interested me.
"Nothing," she said, with a smile in her voice.
"It's not nothing. I can feel your brain overthinking, and you can barely contain your mirth, so spill."
"Fine. Do women... Like when you were half-asleep you said something very interesting." She chortled, and my whole body got tight.
"I don't remember what I said. Why you laughin'?"
"Okay. Okay." She struggled to get her chuckles under control. "Do you really have sex with women in their back door?"
Jesus. "Dear God, help me." I growled and fisted my hands at my side. "I did not say that."
"You did, and now I want to know about it."
"I don't want to be the one who tells you that." I smashed my palms to my eyes. This woman was torture. Pure torture.
"Who else is gonna tell me?" It was dark, but I could feel her turn toward me.
"Google."
