I reach down and grab it through my jeans, damn near groaning at the ache. I swallow the lump in my throat and close my eyes as my dick swells with heat. Kaleb is asleep, and Tiernan has been in bed for hours. I stare up at my ceiling, my arm tucked under my head as I chew the shit out of how this night went to hell. I wouldn’t run out of the room or die for it to be over. I was right when I told her I’d make love to her. I could see it on the couch that night on her birthday, and I saw it in the shop when we worked under the bike. I grab my book off the ground and brush past him, leaving the kitchen. “I know how to stop things I don’t want,” I tell Noah. I’m not some twit who latches onto anyone who shows her attention or soaks up affection from anyone who comes along. Of how I didn’t want or need anything from anyone else, because I have everything I want in this house.” “And when you all took me out for my birthday, and I was dancing, and some of the local guys were watching me, I couldn’t care less, because all I could care about was you and Jake and…” I throw a look at Kaleb, “and how you were watching me. I may have been a virgin when I came here, but I wasn’t stupid.
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