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My core pulsed, and I closed my eyes, silently reminding myself that I hated Gideon Destil, that the desire I felt for him was shameful.
“I’m so jealous,” Jenny whined. “Can I sleep at your place tomorrow night? We can leave his door open earlier in the day on purpose and maybe we’ll both get lucky later.”
“No!” I barked out with a laugh, my insides still jittery enough that my voice shook.
“Come on, Addy! I’ll leave my panties on the vanity for him if you don’t want him using yours again.”
That ugly feeling in my stomach roused to life, and my laughter cut off. “No.”
“Well at least let me come over. We can snuggle, get sick off Swedish Fish, and watch Stolen. It released on Blue-Ray yesterday.”
The stalker movie we’d seen over the summer where the anti-hero kidnapped the woman he’d obsessed over had been all we’d talked about for months on end.
“That was so hot,” I said, remembering how much the movie had heated me up. I’d felt strange, weird over being turned on by thoughts of being kidnapped and tied up for some asshole’s pleasure, but after Jenny admitted to it first, I admitted I did too.
We’d had good laughs and a long discussion over Stockholm syndrome. Not that we actually wanted it to happen for real.
“Could you imagine being taken like that?” I murmured anyway, wanting to reminisce to rid my mind of my stepbrother and all the talk of panties and what he did with them. “Tied up to some guy’s bed, being held against your will?” I liked the shiver licking over my skin a little too much.
“We’re sick,” Jenny said with a quiet laugh.
“It’s not sick—it does happen,” I stated. “Guy kidnaps girl, girl falls for guy, and they end up having sex in every position there is.”
“Every position.” Jenny snorted.
“I’m serious!”
“Name a few.”
“Missionary. Doggy style.”
“Yeah? And?” she prompted when I hesitated, wracking my brain.
I frowned. “Okay, so I don’t have much knowledge, but I’ve got a good imagination.”
“Same, girl.”
“And every fantasy showcases my stepbrother, am I right?” I asked, rolling my eyes and hating the return of that weird twist in my stomach.
“Damn right.”
“You’re sick.”
“You’re an idiot for not…what’d he say? Climbing up on his dick and going for a ride?”
I imagined straddling his trim waist, his rippling abs with the dark line of hair beneath my fingertips. The hairs on my neck stood on end as though he’d walked in my room, but a quick glance around showed it empty of anyone but me. “Maybe you better sleep over tomorrow night,” I whispered while lying back and closing my eyes, “and we can use Google to teach us a few things.”
“I might have done some searching on my phone already.”
My eyelids popped open. “You dirty sneak!”
“Well…”
I could imagine her shrug, the embarrassment turning her face red. I also felt cheated a bit. Jenny and I did everything together, always had since we met in kindergarten. “I’m going to hang up now and browse to my heart’s content.”
“Don’t you dare without me!”
“You did it to me!” I shot back, grinning and burrowing under my blankets.
