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brows lift, and I can tell her mind’s already racing. “Maybe tomorrow we can go to IKEA and pick up something for the new place.”
“You mean like a peace offering for being such a whiner?”
She frowns. “I’m not a whiner.”
“Yeah, you are. Just a little. But I think Deklan will love whatever you buy. Plus, he needs definite help in the interior design area. You do have your mother’s good taste.”
Her smile is even brighter now. “You think?”
“Um, I know.”
Her phone rings and she grins. “It’s Deklan.”
I laugh. “He’s probably still in the driveway.”
She hits the answer button. “Hey.”
Happy to have helped my friend, I pump some lotion into my hands. My hands are going to be soft, smooth, and ready to work some magic on Mr. Quarterback’s amazing muscles.
“I know, me too, babe.” Kenzie bites her thumbnail. “I was jealous at the thought of girls coming to your apartment. I know how women gravitate towards Ryder, and how he can’t say no to anyone.”
I can hear Deklan say he doesn’t want anyone but her, and the declaration gives me goose bumps.
The two are so lucky, and I hope to have what my friend has. One day…I will.
“I know. That’s exactly what Ange said.” Kenzie gives me a wink.
I just scored big points with Deklan.
“I know. I love you, too.” She laughs. “Yes, I swear.”
I smile. All is right in the world once again, and now I can get back to my own love life.
“Kenz, I’m going to watch TV with Cole for a bit.”
She gives me a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and whispers, “Thank you, Ange.”
How I’ve missed those hugs, and it’s times like these past few minutes that I hope we have more of before we both return to our respective schools for our senior year.
I give her a wink and walk back into the living room where Cole is now sitting in front of the wingback chair.
“Ready for me, huh?”
“Yep.”
Cole doesn’t move, and I’m forced to climb onto the chair in an unladylike fashion. My spread thighs rest on either side of his broad shoulders…and I’m reminded of how I had been sitting on the floor in front of Ryder earlier tonight.
He rests against me and I inhale. He smells like body spray. I want to bury my face in his hair and wrap my arms around his neck.
Of course I don’t and I won’t.
“My right trap is killing me.” He squeezes the muscle with his hand to emphasize just how much it’s hurting. The motion makes the shredded sinew flex beneath his golden skin and my mouth goes dry.
I’m incredibly motivated to help him be pain free. How many times in the past five years have I wished for a scenario just like this?
I push his hand aside and start working the muscle. He gives a satisfied grunt and I immediately gain confidence as the seconds tick by.
“Maybe a little bit of lotion would work well,” he suggests, and my confidence goes down the toilet.
I wait for him to stand up and get the lotion, but when he doesn’t make any effort to move, I jump up and rush to the bathroom that is now empty. I hear Kenzie’s laughter coming from her room.
Grabbing the bottle off the bathroom counter, I make my way back to Cole, and I now have a skip in my step.
The lotion makes his skin more pliable and I’m able to feel the knotted muscles beneath my thumbs. Once or twice he even winces. I let up slightly and knead gently, working from the outside in.
I get a moan from him and I can’t help but smile. I am incredibly focused until he winces.
Damn it! “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” he says, glancing back at me, his green eyes flashing with an intensity that surprises me. His gaze shifts to my lips.
I swallow hard, and suddenly I feel like I’m completely out of my comfort zone.
“You’ve grown up, Ange.” I hear the appreciative tone of his voice.
“I’ll be eighteen in November.”
“I know,” he says, laughing under his breath. “I have to keep reminding myself that my little sister is a
“You mean like a peace offering for being such a whiner?”
She frowns. “I’m not a whiner.”
“Yeah, you are. Just a little. But I think Deklan will love whatever you buy. Plus, he needs definite help in the interior design area. You do have your mother’s good taste.”
Her smile is even brighter now. “You think?”
“Um, I know.”
Her phone rings and she grins. “It’s Deklan.”
I laugh. “He’s probably still in the driveway.”
She hits the answer button. “Hey.”
Happy to have helped my friend, I pump some lotion into my hands. My hands are going to be soft, smooth, and ready to work some magic on Mr. Quarterback’s amazing muscles.
“I know, me too, babe.” Kenzie bites her thumbnail. “I was jealous at the thought of girls coming to your apartment. I know how women gravitate towards Ryder, and how he can’t say no to anyone.”
I can hear Deklan say he doesn’t want anyone but her, and the declaration gives me goose bumps.
The two are so lucky, and I hope to have what my friend has. One day…I will.
“I know. That’s exactly what Ange said.” Kenzie gives me a wink.
I just scored big points with Deklan.
“I know. I love you, too.” She laughs. “Yes, I swear.”
I smile. All is right in the world once again, and now I can get back to my own love life.
“Kenz, I’m going to watch TV with Cole for a bit.”
She gives me a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and whispers, “Thank you, Ange.”
How I’ve missed those hugs, and it’s times like these past few minutes that I hope we have more of before we both return to our respective schools for our senior year.
I give her a wink and walk back into the living room where Cole is now sitting in front of the wingback chair.
“Ready for me, huh?”
“Yep.”
Cole doesn’t move, and I’m forced to climb onto the chair in an unladylike fashion. My spread thighs rest on either side of his broad shoulders…and I’m reminded of how I had been sitting on the floor in front of Ryder earlier tonight.
He rests against me and I inhale. He smells like body spray. I want to bury my face in his hair and wrap my arms around his neck.
Of course I don’t and I won’t.
“My right trap is killing me.” He squeezes the muscle with his hand to emphasize just how much it’s hurting. The motion makes the shredded sinew flex beneath his golden skin and my mouth goes dry.
I’m incredibly motivated to help him be pain free. How many times in the past five years have I wished for a scenario just like this?
I push his hand aside and start working the muscle. He gives a satisfied grunt and I immediately gain confidence as the seconds tick by.
“Maybe a little bit of lotion would work well,” he suggests, and my confidence goes down the toilet.
I wait for him to stand up and get the lotion, but when he doesn’t make any effort to move, I jump up and rush to the bathroom that is now empty. I hear Kenzie’s laughter coming from her room.
Grabbing the bottle off the bathroom counter, I make my way back to Cole, and I now have a skip in my step.
The lotion makes his skin more pliable and I’m able to feel the knotted muscles beneath my thumbs. Once or twice he even winces. I let up slightly and knead gently, working from the outside in.
I get a moan from him and I can’t help but smile. I am incredibly focused until he winces.
Damn it! “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” he says, glancing back at me, his green eyes flashing with an intensity that surprises me. His gaze shifts to my lips.
I swallow hard, and suddenly I feel like I’m completely out of my comfort zone.
“You’ve grown up, Ange.” I hear the appreciative tone of his voice.
“I’ll be eighteen in November.”
“I know,” he says, laughing under his breath. “I have to keep reminding myself that my little sister is a
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