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baby’s bottom. His pecs were impressive, and his stomach, wow. I remembered earlier when he had pulled up his T-shirt to wipe his face and I got a peek of his stomach, but the thing that turned me on the most, thanks to his low-hanging shorts, was where his lower abs moved down to his groin in a ridiculously sculpted V that made my eyes look farther down than his belly button.
    He started walking toward me and I averted my eyes. He glanced at me as he walked through to the little kitchen, and my head automatically turned and followed him. I was suddenly aware of hands encompassing mine and relieving them of the cup I was still shaking. I turned to their owner, who was looking at me, amused. “I didn’t know how long it needed shaking for,” I blurted out. It was the first thing I could think of. Embarrassed yet again, I swiftly turned my back on him, and began to wipe the remnants of the white powder from the worktop before he could say anything back to me.
    Jamie came out of the kitchen and stopped where Leon was at the desk. “You gonna put some clothes on?” Leon teased.
    “Why, am I making you feel bad about yourself?” he asked huskily.
    “Yeah, you wish!” Leon retreated.
    I knew what I wished. I wished they'd move away so I could get back to work. They soon did though, and Jamie put his T-shirt back on, which was a shame. I certainly could get used to that sight every day.
    At the end of my shift, I grabbed my bag from my locker and made my way out to Kal.
    “Thanks for today, love. Do you think you’re coming back again?” He cocked an eyebrow.
    To see Jamie do that again? Hell yeah, I would be back. “Yeah, of course. See you Thursday.” I laughed quietly. Leaving the club, I walked past Jamie’s now shiny truck, and excitement stirred.

 
     
     
CHAPTER THREE
     
     
    “Why didn’t you call me after your shift yesterday?” Taylor pouted, as I took a seat next to her in class.
    “I’m so sorry. I literally went straight home and studied.” Which was exactly what I had done—in between replaying Jamie washing his truck, of course.
    “How was it?” She raised her eyebrows expectantly.
    I thought about telling her the truth, especially about Jamie’s hot body, but I didn’t want to because I knew it would pique her interest. She would be like a dog with a bone and wouldn’t stop until I agreed to let her come. “It was okay actually, not as bad as I thought.” If Jamie was anything to go by!
    “Any nice boys?”
    “No, not yet.” I shook my head.
    She sighed and sat back in her chair, clearly disappointed there was no eye candy for her.
    I smiled inwardly at her reaction and wondered how on earth I was going to keep these four guys hidden from her. The professor asked us to settle down, and the assistant handed out the papers while class began. I breathed a sigh of relief she wasn’t able to press me further.
    The work was heavy, and there was a lot of information to take in, so thankfully she didn’t have an opportunity to prompt me for more about the club. When we finally broke for lunch, I reluctantly agreed to go with her to meet Jake and his friends. We reached the parking lot where they were waiting, and I was thankful there was only one friend I could see with him—Mav, I think his name was. They were both acting like little kids, kicking around paper that was screwed up into balls. Misery consumed me at the thought of having to spend an entire hour with them. Taylor rushed over to Jake and playfully jumped onto his back and threw her head back, laughing when he spun her around. They looked cute, and as much as I didn’t like him, they did seem happy together. He set her down and planted a big kiss on her lips, and Mav threw the paper ball at his head, making their lips detach.
    I looked at Jake’s clothing. He always dressed in the same things: black skinny jeans, black T-shirt, complete with a black cotton jacket, which buried his slight frame. I couldn’t think of a