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    When it seemed like she wasn’t going to, I took matters into my own hands, so to speak. I tilted my hips forward, pressing myself against her navel just enough to draw her attention downward.
    Her eyes flew open and flickered down and the look of desire on her face was nearly enough to snap my control. I had to grind my teeth together to keep from lifting her up and rutting against her right then. Her mouth opened and closed multiple times as she searched for something to say and fuck me , I couldn’t help but to imagine my cock between her lips.
    “Say it. Say that you want me,” I choked out.
    April’s eyes came back to mine and she slowly shook her head. “I don’t—We can’t —I’m not going to sleep with you, Jared,” she said in a whisper. “I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
    She started to pull away and I stupidly let her go. I braced both hands on the sink as her footsteps ran down the hall, the loud slam of a door telling me she had likely locked herself in the bathroom.
    Why the hell was she making this so difficult? She obviously wanted me—so what the fuck was the problem?
    With a growl, I pushed myself away from the sink and stalked toward the bathroom.
    I didn’t know what her deal was, but I was going to find out.

7
    April
    I can do this , I can do this, I can do this.
    I repeated the words in my head as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, willing the memory of Jared’s bulge out of my head.
    Do not think about his cock. Do not think about his cock.
    But no matter how much I repeated the mantra, I couldn’t get the thought of it out of my mind. All I could picture was the outline of it through his shorts and the heated look in his eyes when I looked up at him. Was this what real passion felt like?
    The out-of-control feeling I got when I was around him was totally new to me. I hadn’t been lying when I told Lauren I’d never had a one night stand. I was the kind of girl who dated first—and I kept all three boyfriends I ever had waiting for sex for months. But none of them seemed to mind, because I always was attracted to good guys.
    Not men like Jared Moore. Sure, I admired and lusted after him from the comfort of my couch, but that was nothing more than a fantasy. It was safe . I had never actually been attracted to a bad boy in real life and Jared was the complete opposite of the type of guy I usually went for. He was a heavily tattooed, playboy jock who was probably the most arrogant person I’d ever met. He was infuriating and I barely even knew him.
    So why hadn’t my body clued in to the fact that my fantasy had been ruined? The illusion had already been shattered. Jared was not my fantasy man. He even admitted that what you saw was exactly what you got. And a guy like him was definitely not what I wanted.
    Or at least that’s what I thought. It’s why I was so certain that I would be safe from the possibility of sleeping with him and why I promised Lauren that I wouldn’t.
    Yet, here I was, hiding in my bathroom and forcing myself not to shove my hand down my pants and give in to the temptation to get myself off.
    This was a huge mistake.
    The loud knock on the door scared the hell out of me. I winced when I heard him call my name through the door. He waited a beat before pounding his fist against the wood again and I had never felt so trapped in my life—not even when he was holding me against the sink.
    “April, I know you’re not using the bathroom. Come out.”
    I didn’t move. I don’t know why I didn’t respond, because logically I knew he wasn’t going anywhere. Hell, he really couldn’t go anywhere. Or at least he wasn’t supposed to. We were stuck together in my tiny fucking apartment.
    “Are you seriously just going to lock yourself in there? It’s going to be a long two weeks if you keep behaving like a fucking child.”
    I scoffed and unlatched the lock, pulling the door open and opening my mouth to scream at him.
    When I saw his smug smile, I