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Holy shit, did I just think that?
The thought trails through my head. My just woken pussy has taken over from my brain and is demanding more.
So much more.
Before I can open my mouth, Finn rips off his soft-cotton T-shirt and starts cleaning me.
And yeah, I melt a little. Okay, a lot.
He shoots me a devastating smile that renders me mute, but my gaze is drawn to his body. Holy hell, this man is built like a runner. His golden skin covers muscles. Hard pecs, triceps that bulge and flex while he cleans me. Bulgy biceps that are complete arm candy. His chest makes me drool–with a scattering of hair on hard pecs. His body is stolen from a Greek God. Hercules? Zeus? I don’t care. His heat and subtle spicy scent tangles with my DNA.
My ovaries are about to detonate from these two men.
A fierce concentration in his eyes as he cleans me.
I’m doomed.
“You should work the bar shirtless,” I blurt out. “Like, you’ll get so many more tips. Girls will drool over you.”
He smirks. Smiling baby blues are trained on me. “Like you are?”
“Yes. Totally. Absolutely.” The words are like bullets out of my mouth.
“That goes in the Human Resources code book,” Knox chuckles.
Finn smiles. “We have a Human Resources code book?”
Sweet Lord (sorry Lord), but that easy smile. I swear all the air in my lungs turns to dust particles.
“We do now.”
Finn tosses Knox his T-shirt. “Clean yourself up, man.”
Knox tosses the shirt back. “Fuck off. I don’t want your inferior come on me. I’ve got another shirt out back.”
Finn rolls his eyes, then impales me with his hypnotic gaze. “Angel, I have to go back to the bar.” He kisses my lips, pulls down my T-shirt, and zips my fly.
“Oh, okay,” I mutter. My brain is still on a cruise to Guatemala, slinging back tequila shots.
With a look of longing and something I can’t explain, he touches my forehead to his and holds me tightly.
I cling to him.
“Later, Angel.”
And he disappears.
I’m left alone with Knox.
Chapter Six
KNOX
Georgia’s arms cross her chest with a ‘what did I just do’ look on her face.
Something about her from earlier tugs into my head.
I smirk down at her T-shirt. “I love Annulus and Arbelos.”
