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make him leave so I could curl up in my bed. I’d enjoyed spending the evening with Puck and his kiss was sending shocks across my skin, but I really just wanted to sleep.
    I placed my hands on his chest, using the leverage to ease my body away from his and break the kiss. “Goodnight Puck,” I smiled as I tugged myself out of his arms and wrapped my hand around the wood of my front door, making my intention clear.
    “Goodnight Piper,” my clear dismissal didn’t stop him from brushing his lips against mine one last time before turning away from my front door.
    Before I closed my door I caught sight of Puck talking to someone at the end of the hall. A dark head of hair peeked a few inches above Puck’s flat blond hair and somehow I knew it was the dark haired stranger I’d run into on the day I moved in. The men exchanged growled words before Puck brushed past the other man, shoving his beefy shoulder into his chest hard, but not making him stumble.
    The deep brown eyes met mine for a moment, communicating a message I didn’t understand, but my body considered reason to release a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, before I shut my front door.
     
    “Come on girl, we’re going out,” Seph pushed my front door open further and shoved her way into my apartment, throwing her purse and a plastic grocery bag on the couch.
    I watched a few articles of clothing fly out of the bag as it rolled off the couch, my mind failing to understand what Seph was talking about.
    “We’re going dancing with the Henry brothers so get your ass in gear,” she crossed her arms over her chest and tapped the toe of her cowgirl boot.
    I thought about arguing, but I was honestly so excited to have a friend who wanted to take me dancing I just forgot about it.
    Instead, I shimmied into the tight denim miniskirt she brought for me and plain white tanktop to match.
    “Hm,” Seph stood back to take a look at my outfit. She grabbed the skirt, which was so small I’d worried I might flash my goods like some sort of unfortunate pop star turned trailer trash, and jerked it down, setting it lower on my hips, so more of my stomach peeked out of the bottom of my tank top. ‘And,” she muttered to herself, reaching inside my shirt and pulling my breasts higher so more cleavage peeked from the neckline of my top, “Perfect, now go throw some makeup on.” Seph shooed me toward my bathroom.
    I looked in the mirror and noticed the turquoise of my bra could be seen through the almost sheer shirt, but when I mentioned this problem to Seph she laughed, telling me it was better that way.
    In five short minutes we were walking toward the bar a few blocks away from my apartment. Seph put a deliberate sway in her step and I wasn’t surprised when a bright yellow mud covered Jeep with a few guys our age drove by catcalling.
    One waggle of Seph’s fingers was all it took to get them to pull over.
    “Hey ladies,” the driver licked his lips as his eyes roved our bodies.
    “Hi Brad,” Seph bit her lip and looked up through her eyelashes before greeting the two passengers, “Stu, Ben.”
    “Who’s your friend?” the guy in the back asked, I wasn’t sure whether he was Stu or Ben.”
    “She’s fresh meat,” Seph rolled her eyes and her voice took on a slight twinge of annoyance, “This is Piper.”
    “Hello, Piper,” the guy in the passenger seat ran his eyes over me and I felt naked.
    “So, Brad,” Seph leaned toward the jeep a little, giving them a good look down her tiny black halter top and effectively diverting their attention from me. I heaved out a relieved breath as she went on, “What are you guys up to tonight?”
    “Just cruising,” he raised his eyebrows, “Or maybe we’re going where you ladies are going?”
    “Oh, we’re okay-” My words were cut off by Seph.
    “Sounds good to me and we’ll even let you give us a ride,” she hopped up into the open backseat and waited for me to follow.
    After a short internal