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It was the first time he’d told me. I’d known I’d loved him for some time, but was reluctant to tell him first. I gazed down at my feet for a moment, and then met his gaze. “I love you, too. Let’s go inside.”

“You sure you don’t want to stay out here?” he asked. “It’s nice. We could sit on the porch.”

“No,” I said. “Let’s go inside. I don’t think the neighbors ought to watch us fuck. At least not the first time.”

“What?” he coughed.

“Sex. I’m ready for it.” I giggled. ‘You think you’re up to it?”

“I think we could work something out,” he said.

I looked at his cast, turned toward the house, and took off running.

“Last one in gets the wet spot,” I said over my shoulder.

It was going to be a bad deal for the loser.

I planned on making a big one.

THIRTY-SEVEN

Cholo

Completely nude, she was standing on the far side of the couch with her mouth twisted into an innocent smirk.

I swallowed, reached for the door, and pulled it closed behind me.

“I’m ready,” she said matter-of-factly.

Following a moment of admiration, I fought against the pain and limped in her direction. “I can see that.”

“Not like, naked ready,” she said, her tone innocent and smooth. “I’m ready up here.”

She tapped the tip of her index finger against her temple.

“I think I am too.” I paused and gave her another look. She was a beautiful woman, and her remarkable body simply complimented her gorgeous appearance.

She cocked her hip and looked me over. “You better be.”

I braced myself on the arm of the couch and chuckled at her level of comfort.

She tilted her head to the side. “You sure you’re up to it?”

“I’ve been ready,” I said, lowering myself to the couch. “But that doesn’t mean I’m able.”

My foot was killing me. Slightly over-eager to get into the house, I’d hit the front of my cast on the concrete platform of the porch. The pain was excruciating.

“Are you okay?”

“Just give me a minute.”

She walked around the edge of the couch and lowered herself to the floor. “What happened?”

Embarrassed and frustrated, I nodded toward my foot. “Hit my toes on the porch.” I looked up and met her worried gaze. “I was kind of in a hurry to get in here.”

“Oh crap,” she said. “Do we need to go to the hospital?”

“No.”