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enthusiasm it seemed ridiculous even
to him. “Hey man! What brings you around?”
    Drew’s eyes moved over his shoulder. Ryan knew immediately
he was there for Aubree, and Drew’s first words confirmed it. “Can Aubree come
out and play?”
    Ryan bit back a curse. Even though Drew’s presence meant
their plan was working, he wasn’t ready to hand over Aubree quite yet. “You
just missed her,” Ryan lied blatantly. Drew seemed genuinely disappointed. Ryan
didn’t feel an ounce of guilt. Waiting would feed Drew’s interest.
    “Okay. Well, tell her I’ll be here at noon tomorrow to take
her to lunch.”
    Ryan held onto his smile by force of will alone. “Not giving
her a chance to refuse, huh?” He worried that some of his true feelings bled
into the question when Drew eyed him carefully. Ryan kicked his smile up a
notch in compensation.
    “You know me,” Drew answered after a moment. “I’m ruthless
when I want something.”
    With a promise to deliver Drew’s message, Ryan slipped the “do
not disturb” sign in place and locked the door. Max stood there, his shoulder leaning
against the doorway of the bedroom. Ryan nodded toward the bathroom, before
heading in its direction. Max tilted his chin showing he understood Ryan’s
signal before falling in step behind him.
    The last wisps of steam from Aubree’s shower hung in the
air. She leaned close to the mirror swiping ChapStick over her lips. Her wet
hair fell in dripping waves down her back and the fluffy white towel wrapped
around her body was the only thing hiding its beauty from sight. Ryan’s dick
hardened painfully at the first glimpse of her. It was always the same when she
was around. The difference between this weekend, and every other day before it
was, he no longer needed to hide his reaction to her. She met his gaze in the
mirror and smiled.
    “Did I hear someone at the door?”
    Pushing her wet hair aside, he pressed his lips to the back
of her neck. He smiled in satisfaction as chill bumps immediately covered her
skin. “It was Drew. He plans to take you to lunch tomorrow at noon,” he
answered, seeing no reason to lie. Turning in his arms, she met his stare
questioningly.
    “Am I going?”
    With a tug at the towel, Ryan stripped it away from her
body. His mouth went dry at the vision of her delicious curves. “Yes,” he
answered absently. “You’re still allowed to have friends.” Smoothing his hands
up her sides, he encircled her waist, hauling her against him until he was sure
she could feel his erection between them. “As long as you remember who this
body belongs to now.”
     
    Inside Aubree’s mind, she was screaming for more. Catching
sight of Max standing quietly in the open doorway, she met his hooded gaze over
Ryan’s shoulder. “Are you afraid?” Ryan asked against her ear.
    “Of what?” Although Aubree felt sure she did know what Ryan
referred to, a naughty part of her wanted to hear him say the words. He didn’t
disappoint.
    “We’ll both be inside you at the same time. If you don’t
think you can handle it, then I want you to tell me. We can take this slow.”
Lifting his hand, he absently stroked the skin at her collarbone as he
continued speaking. He watched the motion of his fingers as if enthralled.
“Neither of us want this to be painful for you, and I promise it won’t be.”
    “Have you ever noticed this is your go-to move?”
    Ryan’s heated gaze moved from where his fingertips brushed
along her collarbone to her eyes. His brow furrowed. Confusion was written in
the lines of his face. “What?”
    Aubree pointed to where his palm rested near her shoulder.
“As long as I’ve known you, you’ve always touched me in the same spot, no
matter what we’re discussing.”
    His face cleared and a small smile played upon his lips.
“You’re beautiful,” he said as if it explained everything. “I always want to
touch you, but right here.” He ran the tips of his fingers along the spot once
more.