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lovable, brilliant.”
    “That wasn’t an invitation for you to compliment yourself.”
    “No? My bad, I thought we were listing my best qualities.”
    Her eyes fall again.
    “Yes, my cock is most definitely one of them.”
    Rose crosses her arms, which shifts her robe, exposing the
top of her breast. My body heats at the sight of her smooth skin, her nipple
very close to peeking from the black fabric.
    “Put your cock away,” she tells me.
    “You’re not with me because I’m a doormat,” I remind her.
“If you want to walk all over a man, you should have chosen Lewis Jacobson.”
    She gags. “God, don’t even. He stared at every girl’s ass
when he jogged onto court.” He was a point guard for Princeton—the type of guy
who would love to be controlled by Rose.
    “Just remember that I’m not going to bend to your will.”
    “But you’re waiting for me to bend to yours?” she snaps.
    “And now we’re at our five hundredth standstill.” I run a
hand through my wet hair, pushing the strands back, and her chest rises again
at the motion. “Two cooks in the kitchen.”
    “Two dominants, no submissive,” she adds.
    I shake my head and try to tone down my grin that is really,
really riling her to a bad point. She looks like she’s going to slap me. “No,”
I say.
    She gapes. “What do you mean no? My metaphor matched yours!”
    She doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s nowhere near dominant
in bed. It’s a reason why she’s slamming on the brakes. She’s so in control of
her everyday life that she expects the same once she straddles a man. But if
she truly wanted that, she’d be attracted to a much different guy than me and
she’d already have lost her virginity, riding the fuck out of him.
    “I think we both know there’s only one dominant here.”
    Her eyes flare. “Take it back, Richard.”
    I want to make her feel as confident and strong inside the
bedroom as she is outside. It’s a goal that Scott Van Wright won’t steal from
me, even if he tries.
    “Take back the truth?” I frown. “That’d make me a liar. And
I know how much you hate liars, hun .” My hands are
still behind my back, but I step towards her.
    She grips the sink counter behind her and reaches over to
grab a towel. She shoves it at my chest.
    I haven’t lost yet.
    I wrap the cloth around my waist. It hangs low so she has
view of my defined muscles. I make time for the gym with Loren and his
half-brother, but I’ve always been in good shape. I grew up wanting to reach
the peak of physical and mental perfection. It’s an unattainable goal. But one
I set. One I seek.
    People hope to touch the sky.
    I dream of kissing it.
    Rose spins back towards the sink. She uses the iron to curl
loose waves in her straight hair. Most men would be scared of her—gripping a
hot weapon. My cock begins to throb as I watch her through the mirror.
    She breathes heavily, trying not to pay attention to me, but
it’s a little difficult. I’m six-foot-four. I’m twice her size. She’s small,
feminine in comparison to my body that could cloak her easily.
    She swallows and says, “Do you think Lily and Loren are
having more sex than usual?”
    Anytime Lily and Lo’s sex life
arises, it closes the door to discuss ours. It’s a ploy, a simple distraction,
but Rose is also truly invested in her sister’s recovery. She cares. I do as
well, but Rose will always be my number one priority.
    “They’re touching more than usual,” I say. “But I think it’s
more for the camera’s benefit.”
    “He’s teasing her, and she’s going to regress…after all the
progress she’s made.”
    “You have to trust him.”
    She cringes at the idea of putting faith in Loren Hale. They
only tolerate each other for Lily’s sake. I’m in a difficult position because
I’ve grown to like Lo as a real friend.
    “I need a favor,” she suddenly says.
    “Favors,” I muse with a smile. “It’ll cost you.”
    “I knew being your girlfriend wouldn’t