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open by responding. I can totally work with it if she tries to blow me off. I open the message and smile a triumphant grin at her words.
    Yes... If memory serves me correctly a lot of fun was had on our “play dates.” I fondly recall getting my hair caught in the door of your truck one night ;) Now I’m going to be thinking naughty thoughts all day!
    I lean back in my chair and remember the fun we had that night. I have her right where I want her.
     
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    A noise down the hall brings me back to the present. I quickly hide Sam’s book behind me, pick up my bourbon, and wait to see what’s going to happen next. As the noise gets closer, I’m glad I decided to hide the evidence of my treason.
     

Chapter Three
     
     
    “Jacob? Are you coming to bed?” Brooke asks from the doorway. She’s wearing nothing but a mostly sheer nighty with no underwear underneath. She thinks wearing that shit is sexy and is going to make me want her more. Little does she know that ship sailed a long time ago.
    I subtly adjust my position in the chair to hide Sam’s book. “I’m just finishing my drink. I’ll be in in a minute.”
    Instead of heading back to the bedroom, she slinks her way across the room until she’s standing directly in front of me. When I make no moves toward her, she rolls her eyes in annoyance and places my hands on her hips.
    “Since we’re both up, why don’t you make love to me? I need to feel you, baby,” she purrs before sliding my hands up to her breasts. I can feel her nipples pebble under my touch. I swallow hard. The last thing I want to do right now is have sex with Brooke, while I’m still caught up in my memories of Sam. My dick has a different agenda, however. I can feel myself getting harder each time her hands move mine over her breasts. When she straddles my lap and slowly rubs herself against my hardness, I know I’m going to have to give in. If I don’t, she’ll lose it. I can’t handle another episode tonight.
    Brooke leans over and brushes her lips against mine. “Take me, Jacob. Please. I need you,” she whispers against my mouth. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her, our tongues tangling with each other. After a few moments, I break the kiss, leaving her panting and needy. She reaches out to pull me closer, but I stop her when I say, “Go on into the bedroom. I’ll be right there.”
    She smiles a seductive smile before grinding her hips into mine one last time. This is Brooke’s way of letting me know she always gets what she wants. As I watch her walk out of the room, I try to remember when her personality started changing. The first time we hooked up, she seemed so unsure of herself. She was a little quiet and shy back then. A part of her reminded me of Sam. Once I realized Sam was probably never going to leave Aiden, I was a mess. Brooke was there to help me pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. After the drunken sex we had during our first night of training, I felt bad blowing her off. I realized then that maybe I owed it to myself to see what could happen between us.
    Brooke is a beautiful girl, with her shoulder length, brown hair and green eyes. She has such a regal presence. She grew up with money and hung out at country clubs. She is a thoroughbred for sure. I grew up in an upper middle class family, and even though I never wanted for anything, she is still far above my league. She’s well educated, well spoken and exudes class. And something about that turned me on.
    Only now she’s mostly needy and demanding. Gone are the days of her being quiet and unsure. There’s nothing shy about her at all whenever she wants something. And God forbid if I don’t give it to her, she turns into a monster that haunts my every waking moment.
    I pick up Sam’s book and stare at it for a moment before heading over to the closet in the guest bedroom and quietly place it back in its hiding place. Once I’m sure it’s sufficiently hidden, I head down the hall to the