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it.” She pulls her shoulders back and arches her neck as if she’s trying to seduce me, but I can tell she’s just naturally sexy as hell. And, right about now, I’m regretting ever knowing her overprotective brother. The last thing I need to be doing it setting my dick compass on his little sister, but I have a feeling it’s too late. The destination’s been set, and, now, I have to figure out how to reprogram my balls before it’s too late.
    She sighs, and I wonder what it would feel like to have her making that noise in my mouth.
    “I wasn’t really planning on going out tonight but Jeanie had another ‘guest’ and, oddly enough, neither one of them were too shy about entertaining each another. Can you believe that?”
    I shake my head while choking the shit out of the steering wheel because her cleavage just jumped as we took that last turn, and my semi-hard-on just graduated to the next phase in my Levis.
    “It’s like I’m invisible or something,” she continues, and badly I want to interrupt and let her know my dick and I can attest to the fact she’s very much visible. “One second I was organizing my books, and, the next, some guy drops his boxers and bends her over the mattress.” She squeezes her eyes shut tight, and I steal a moment to envision Baya bent over my mattress. “I’m lucky I got out of the way in time.”
    A soft chuckle pulses through me.
    “It’s not funny.” She swats me in the stomach, and a part of me wants to encourage a full on beating. “And, to make it worse, I’d swear on my dog’s life, it was a different guy. What’s wrong with you people here, anyway?”
    “Wrong?” I consider this for a moment. There does seem to be a lot of random fornicating. She might be onto something. I shake my head as I pull into the lot of the Black Bear Saloon. It’s the campus crawl, so I’d warn her to expect more of the same, but I’d venture to guess she’s already caught onto the idea. “So, what kind of dog do you have?” I kill the engine and nod for her to hop out of the truck.
    “Black lab,” she says, as I meet up with her on the other side.
    “Really? That’s what I’ve got—well, my mom. My dad got the bars in the divorce—my mom got the house and the dog.” Technically Dad bought Mom out, and, at the time, there was only one bar. What little she had left after paying her attorney went toward my sister Annie’s education. She attends a private school for the deaf and hard of hearing. Dad pays out for her education too, but Mom’s ego insists they split the bill, and, unfortunately for Mom, it hurts her bank account a little bit more.
    Baya’s eyes steady over mine, and, for a moment, I’m tempted to lean in and test out that luscious mouth of hers with a kiss.
    “Yeah, well, I miss my dog like crazy.” She bites over her cherry-stained lip. Baya glows against the backdrop of night like a lily. “Sounds like your mom got the better end of the deal.”
    “She did.” I shake off a laugh. “Although she might deny it. She’s trying to make ends meet as a realtor. My dad comes through every now and again, though.” Great. Way to sound like I’m feeding her some financial bullshit about my family. The next thing I’ll be telling her about is the time Holt stole my blankie when we were four and how I cried like a pussy for a week. “How about you? What do your parents do? I’ve been hanging out with your brother for almost half a decade, and I don’t think he’s mentioned them once.”
    “My mom does insurance billing for the local hospital, and my dad died when I was in eighth grade.” She glances down at the concrete, and my heart drops to my feet.
    “Sorry to hear that.” Crap. I can’t believe Cole’s never mentioned it. “Can I ask what happened?”
    She lets out a steady breath, and a layer of fog encircles her head like a frosted wreath. “He was a cyclist.” The whites of her eyes glint in the moonlight, and I can tell she’s