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“What makes you think I did anything?” Blake replied with a laugh.

“Because it’s you, Blake.”

“Yeah, well, it wasn’t my fault this time. In fact, it wasn’t my fault last time. I’m the victim here.”

“So what did you do?”

“Some asshole attacked Pax’s place. We fought, and the fucker did a knee wheel move on my injured leg.”

“Fuck, that’s going to potentially set you back weeks.”

“Yeah, fuck. I’ve got ice on it, ’cos it’s the size of a football again. Started the anti-inflammatories too.”

“You had an X-ray or scan?”

“Nah, don’t need one.” Blake heard the shower go on and his mind instantly went to a naked Pax in his shower.

“Congratulations, man.”

Waggs’ words pulled his mind from thoughts of Pax. “What?”

“I didn’t know you’d qualified as a medic and were now able to self-diagnose.”

“Ha fucking ha.”

“Seriously though, you need a scan to see if the ligament is damaged again. Can you come in for eleven and I’ll get it done privately?”

“Yeah, fine. Meet you at Eidolon.”

“No, meet me at the Nuffield, and I’ll make the arrangements,” Waggs said mentioning the local private hospital.

“Okay, see you there.”

Blake hung up as he heard the shower go off. He sat there for a bit as water from the ice pack dripped down his calf. He was about to move when he saw Pax walk in with just his white towel covering her from chest to mid-thigh, her hair wrapped in a towel. Blake felt like he was going to swallow his tongue as he looked at her. The towel wasn’t that revealing but knowing she was naked and wet beneath it made his dick harden. She stopped in the doorway like prey sensing danger.

Her hazel eyes locked on his face and she pointed at the bag on the floor by his feet. “I forgot my bag.”

“Come and get it then,” he said, and the invitation was more of a demand.

He sat motionless as she walked forward and stopped beside him. She looked down at him when he touched her leg, running his hand up her thigh until it disappeared under the towel. Her skin was like silk beneath his palm.

“So soft,” he said as his eyes caught hers, both lost in the moment.

“Blake?”

He snagged her hand and tugged until she was on her knees on the couch beside him. “Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are?” he asked and saw her blush. His eyes followed the pink skin as it disappeared into her towel. “Come here.” He pulled her gently until she was straddling his thighs.

Pax sat forward so her weight was nowhere near his injured knee. Blake looked up and then cupped her hips through the fabric as he ground his hard cock into the soft heat of her pussy.

A moan of pleasure slipped from her throat and Blake felt his control begin to fray. “That’s how I’ve been around you since the minute I saw you. Hard as fucking stone.”

“Do you have to swear so much?” she asked as she rocked against him.

Blake felt his mouth curl into a grin. “You love my dirty mouth.”

“I do not.”

“Care to test that?”