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feel, you won’t be able to approach Marisol.”
She sighed. “I know. Luke said that to me months ago. Rafe said it to me, back when he was still speaking to me. Bonnie and Leela have said it to me. Even Peppi told me that.”
“Then what’s stopping you?”
“I’m afraid of them.”
He bit his tongue so he wouldn’t laugh, because he knew she was being sincere. “What the worst thing that could happen?”
“They’d throw me out.”
“That’s it? That’s the worst thing?”
“Well, that and scream insults at me in two languages. But I’ve been there before, so yes. The worst thing would be that they’d make me move out of the apartment, and I wouldn’t be able to get my car fixed anymore.”
“Well, if that’s the worst thing, don’t worry about your car. I know people who can keep it running. And as for your living situation, I’d suggest you talk to Luke and Peppi as soon as possible and see if you can’t move into the apartment above the bar.”
She smiled. “You’ve just solved all my problems.”
He shook his head. “No. I’ve simply given you solutions that you already knew existed. The real work still has to come from you.”
“What if I can’t do it?”
“Ria, only you can decide what’s more important right now. You’re sitting here crying and in obvious pain over what’s happened during the past year. If you do nothing to change that, you can live in the apartment above your parents’ garage for the rest of your life, but that won’t make your discomfort right now any easier to bear. It will always be there. Always.”
She swiped at more tears and stared at him with so much intensity, he thought he would go out of his mind with the need to hold her and kiss away that look on her face. He’d never wanted any woman as much as he wanted her at that moment. Time stopped. There was only Ria, her big, dark eyes, and that look full of pain and lust in them.
He actually heard her swallow. “And then what? After I confront my parents and move out? What do I do next?”
“You talk to Marisol.”
“Do you believe I can do this?”
He placed his beer on the coffee table. “I wouldn’t be here with you right now if I didn’t.” Trent knew it was wrong. He knew it was the worst timing, and he knew it was playing with fire, but he couldn’t have stopped it even if he’d had to in order to save his life.
He pulled her close and held her for a few seconds. Her sharp intake of breath wasn’t from shock or revulsion. He knew that as sure as he knew that he was going to kiss her hair. It smelled like greasy burgers but he didn’t care. When he moved to her forehead, she moaned softly in the back of her throat and that did it. There was no way to stop it now.
He cupped her face and stared into her eyes, so full of trust and desire, and then he touched his lips to hers and kissed them.
Chapter Eight
Ria moaned loudly in the back of her throat as Trent’s lips moved over hers in ways she hadn’t expected. He tasted like beer, but she didn’t mind that. Fireworks exploded inside her head. Her pussy was soaked within seconds and her clit throbbed. She parted her lips, and Trent’s tongue moved inside to send her hormones into a raging mass of confusion and unbridled lust. Images of them both, naked and sweaty, filled her head.
She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and shifted into a kneeling position so that she could move closer to the rest of his body. When his hands grasped her hair, she groaned again as shock waves of desire raced up and down her spine. She became dizzy, but that only spurred her on. She imitated his movements with her own tongue, and when he began to moan, she forgot all about Marisol, Luke, Rafe, and everyone else in Racy.
Nothing else existed. There was only Trent and his incredible mouth, doing things to her that had her ready to rip off her clothes and fuck him silly, right there on the sofa. She had to have him. It was
She sighed. “I know. Luke said that to me months ago. Rafe said it to me, back when he was still speaking to me. Bonnie and Leela have said it to me. Even Peppi told me that.”
“Then what’s stopping you?”
“I’m afraid of them.”
He bit his tongue so he wouldn’t laugh, because he knew she was being sincere. “What the worst thing that could happen?”
“They’d throw me out.”
“That’s it? That’s the worst thing?”
“Well, that and scream insults at me in two languages. But I’ve been there before, so yes. The worst thing would be that they’d make me move out of the apartment, and I wouldn’t be able to get my car fixed anymore.”
“Well, if that’s the worst thing, don’t worry about your car. I know people who can keep it running. And as for your living situation, I’d suggest you talk to Luke and Peppi as soon as possible and see if you can’t move into the apartment above the bar.”
She smiled. “You’ve just solved all my problems.”
He shook his head. “No. I’ve simply given you solutions that you already knew existed. The real work still has to come from you.”
“What if I can’t do it?”
“Ria, only you can decide what’s more important right now. You’re sitting here crying and in obvious pain over what’s happened during the past year. If you do nothing to change that, you can live in the apartment above your parents’ garage for the rest of your life, but that won’t make your discomfort right now any easier to bear. It will always be there. Always.”
She swiped at more tears and stared at him with so much intensity, he thought he would go out of his mind with the need to hold her and kiss away that look on her face. He’d never wanted any woman as much as he wanted her at that moment. Time stopped. There was only Ria, her big, dark eyes, and that look full of pain and lust in them.
He actually heard her swallow. “And then what? After I confront my parents and move out? What do I do next?”
“You talk to Marisol.”
“Do you believe I can do this?”
He placed his beer on the coffee table. “I wouldn’t be here with you right now if I didn’t.” Trent knew it was wrong. He knew it was the worst timing, and he knew it was playing with fire, but he couldn’t have stopped it even if he’d had to in order to save his life.
He pulled her close and held her for a few seconds. Her sharp intake of breath wasn’t from shock or revulsion. He knew that as sure as he knew that he was going to kiss her hair. It smelled like greasy burgers but he didn’t care. When he moved to her forehead, she moaned softly in the back of her throat and that did it. There was no way to stop it now.
He cupped her face and stared into her eyes, so full of trust and desire, and then he touched his lips to hers and kissed them.
Chapter Eight
Ria moaned loudly in the back of her throat as Trent’s lips moved over hers in ways she hadn’t expected. He tasted like beer, but she didn’t mind that. Fireworks exploded inside her head. Her pussy was soaked within seconds and her clit throbbed. She parted her lips, and Trent’s tongue moved inside to send her hormones into a raging mass of confusion and unbridled lust. Images of them both, naked and sweaty, filled her head.
She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and shifted into a kneeling position so that she could move closer to the rest of his body. When his hands grasped her hair, she groaned again as shock waves of desire raced up and down her spine. She became dizzy, but that only spurred her on. She imitated his movements with her own tongue, and when he began to moan, she forgot all about Marisol, Luke, Rafe, and everyone else in Racy.
Nothing else existed. There was only Trent and his incredible mouth, doing things to her that had her ready to rip off her clothes and fuck him silly, right there on the sofa. She had to have him. It was
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