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He made a small noise but didn’t open his eyes. I brushed his hair off his face and stayed there just looking at him. Soon his breathing became deeper, slower, as he fell into a heavy sleep.

Had this been what it was like all those times he’d had to take me home? When I called him after one too many and he had to put my intoxicated ass to bed? Had he watched me the way I watched him now? He was so beautiful, with those full lips slightly parted and his dark lashes brushing his cheeks.

“Another time,” I whispered, leaning in to kiss his forehead and the corner of his mouth. When he didn’t stir, I stood up and took off his other shoe, then pulled the folded blanket from the end of the bed over him. It was too tempting to join him, to move in behind him just so I could hold him all night. But I wanted him fully consenting when that happened.

I watched him in silence for a little longer, and then I flipped off the lamp and let him sleep. Alone.

TWENTY-SEVEN

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I WOKE UP breathing in Travis’s scent. He always smelled so fresh and clean, but there was an undertone in his cologne I couldn’t quite place. Whatever it was, it was sexy as hell, and it had to be chock-full of pheromones, because it attracted not only me, but everyone else in New York.

Damn, had I been dreaming about him? It felt like he was right there, wrapped around me. That was something we’d never done before, only ever passing out beside each other in beanbag chairs after a long night playing video games.

This was different. I’d never actively thought of Travis as more than my best friend, but now he was all I could think about. Some kind of switch had been flipped, and I wanted to find out what I’d been missing all these years. I needed to feel his mouth swallowing my cock again. Wondered how it would feel to do the same to him, if I’d even like it.

What was I thinking? Of course I’d fucking like it. Just imagining getting on my knees for him had me so hard I found myself rubbing my dick against the mattress for the friction.

But when I finally opened my eyes, Travis’s arm wasn’t slung over my waist, and his legs weren’t tangled with mine. His erection wasn’t nestled against my ass, ready to take me.

The stab of disappointment was short-lived, though, when I realized where I was. Bundled up in a blanket on Travis’s bed—without him.

I slowly lifted up onto my elbow and scrubbed a hand over my face. What was I doing in here?Howdid I get in here? And why was I shirtless, with my pants undone but still on?

One look at the clock told me it was after noon, but I still felt a little groggy as I pulled back the blanket and got to my feet. I headed into his en suite, then splashed some cold water on my face. A quick look in the mirror showed me I’d seen better days, and I seriously needed a shave.

I heard the low sound of the TV and wandered into the living room, where Travis lay awake and spread out on the sofa in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. The staggering picture he made had me itching to grab my camera, but the moment he saw me, he sat up, swinging his feet out in front of him and patting the cushion beside him.

Sitting didn’t sound like a bad idea right about now, and getting close to Travis sounded even better.

I fell onto the couch, and he chuckled, angling his body toward mine.

“You know, it’s not right you look so goddamn gorgeous after such a wild night.”

“Don’t bullshit me. I just saw myself in the mirror.” I frowned. “Wild night?”

Travis’s brows shot up. “You don’t remember?”

Oh God.The way he said it didn’t sound promising, and when he smirked and said, “Tequila,” I groaned.

“No way I did tequila shots last night.”

“You’re not feeling it?”

“I mean…” I didn’tthinkso. My head was kinda woozy, but I didn’t feel like I needed to bend over a toilet and heave the contents of my stomach into it. Thank fuck.

Travis let out a low whistle. “Gotta say, I’m shocked and impressed.”

“Why do I feel like you’re going to tell me I did something really stupid?”

“Define stupid.”

“Oh no.” I covered my face with my hands and tried to remember anything from last night. All that came back were pieces of getting ready and heading out to meet them at a club. “Do I even wanna know?”

Travis leaned over and pulled my hands from my face and into his lap. “Well, how should I say this? The jig is up.”

“Do what?”

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