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of Trevor either. The sexy side. Okay, she had seen the sexy side, but she had never had that sexy side directed at her. Yes he flirted, he was the definition of a flirt. But the way he regarded her yesterday, and the way he moved his fingers, his hands, his lips, on her was different. It was sensual. It was sexy. It was sweet.
    She would never have thought that the lovable man-whore she called a friend had a sexy side that ran deeper than his playboy persona . . .
    Fighting the desire to reach out and touch the muscles that rippled under his bare stomach, she slid from the bed and quietly crept toward the door, closing it on her way out.
    It was early, but it seemed that everyone was already up. Becky was playing with her daughter in the living room while a few of Reed’s friends watched TV, and Luke was sitting with Meagan, Reed, and his parents at the kitchen table.
    Ambling into the kitchen, she pulled a coffee cup from the cabinet and filled it.
    “How’d ya sleep last night, babe?” Meagan asked when Eva pulled a bar stool over to the table and sat down.
    She narrowed her eyes and said, “Fine. How was your wedding night? And why the hell are you already up? Reed, I’m disappointed in you. I would have hoped you’d worn my girl out.”
    Meagan blushed and shifted her eyes to Reed’s parents, embarrassed.
    “Don’t be disappointed,” Reed said, sending Meagan a look that almost gave Eva the warm fuzzies. “I’m not.” He winked.
    Again, Eva had to hand it to Meagan. Reed was sex on a stick and head over heels for Meagan. She had a good one.
    A bare chest pressed against her back and she felt a firm kiss on the back of her head as two hands fell to her shoulders. “You snuck out on me this morning, baby.” Trevor said, diving right back in to his role as boyfriend of the year.
    She smiled and peered over her shoulder at him. “That’s because you looked so good sleeping. I’m surprised you’re up already.”
    He leaned his head down to her ear and nipped it quickly with his teeth, but the sensation it left behind sent a flutter between her legs. “I’d be happy to go back to bed if you come with me,” he said softly.
    She pressed her thighs together, aggravated with her body’s response to him. He was just pretending—it wasn’t real—but the way she reacted to his touch, to his words—there was nothing pretend about it.
    Lifting her chin, she looked up at him and smiled. He caught her face between his hands and crushed his lips to hers. There was nothing sweet and gentle about the way his lips moved over hers this time. He was staking his make-believe claim on her for everyone to see—and she let him.
    His tongue still didn’t invade her mouth. He kept true to their ground rules, but that didn’t stop him from parting his mouth and breathing his breath into hers. It was minty, and cool, and it only intensified the need she had to taste him completely.
    Planting a final kiss to the corner of her mouth, he pulled away and walked to the fridge, opening it up and grabbing the milk jug. Meagan cleared her throat, drawing Eva’s attention away from the way Trevor’s muscles moved across his back as he tilted his head back and pulled from the plastic jug.
    Meagan’s brows reached her hairline and her already big, round eyes widened even more. She’d definitely caught Eva checking out her friend. Maybe she’d think it was all part of the game? Wishful thinking. Eva just turned away. Meagan was her best friend, and she could see through any lie she told—verbal or nonverbal.
    “So what’s the plan for today?” Eva asked in an attempt to change the subject and distract her mind from the man she seemed unable to take her eyes from.
    “Meagan wants a lazy day,” Reed responded. Meagan was a little disappointed that they couldn’t go on a honeymoon immediately following their wedding, but she couldn’t travel too far while she was pregnant. “We were just going to lie around by the pool