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scream, as she reached for something she’d been missing.
    He lifted his hips, bucking beneath her. “Fuck yeah.”
    Hearing his rough curse had her moving faster. It didn’t take long before they both found their release. She came first as she called out his name and collapsed onto his chest. He held her there, but he continued to pump his hips until his loud grunt filled the air.
    Neither of them moved right away. After a few minutes, Slade rolled them onto their sides, facing each other. He kept his arms tight so she wouldn’t fall to the floor. Amy looked into his green eyes. What she saw scared her. She moved to sit up when someone knocked on the door.
    They both bolted upright, but there wasn’t enough room on the couch, and she fell to the floor with a thud. She found herself with her face practically in Slade’s lap. His semi-erect cock, inches from her mouth, started to stiffen before her eyes. Another time she may have taken advantage of the position, but the knock came again louder. Amy knew it was her brother, and she also knew what would happen if he found Slade there.
    “I’ll be right there.” She tossed Slade his boxers as she scrambled to her feet.
    Amy knew her brother wouldn’t wait long before he just let himself in. She stuffed her bra and panties under the couch cushion and hopped into her jeans. Slade yanked on his shirt and picked up his slacks. There wasn’t time for him to put them on. She grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the door.
    She opened the closet and shoved him inside. “Don’t make a sound.”
    Amy finished tugging her T-shirt over her head. She pulled on her work shirt on her way to the door. The last time she dressed so quickly, she was sixteen and late for school.
    “What the hell took so long? Were you sleeping?” Allen asked as he brushed past her into the house.
    “No, I was—” She watched him look around the room, and his gaze land on the coffee table.
    He walked over and helped himself to a piece of her pizza. “Never mind, it doesn’t matter. How’d it go tonight?”
    Amy could have just given him the standard “fine” and gotten him out of there and fast, but she figured it may do Slade some good to be in the closet for a little while. “We had four roadside assistance calls, and Karen’s car died again. I think it’s the alternator this time.”
    He nodded as he finished off his slice of pizza and went for another. “I’ll check it in the morning.”
    That was one thing she loved about her brothers. They may be overprotective oafs at times, but they treated her friends like gold. Being the only one in her group of friends with brothers, they took on the role of big brother to all of them. It was a trait her friends’ parents had used over the years to try and keep them under control. Amy’s father had once joked that “to love one of them was to love them all.” Jace and Gage had understood that right away. She wasn’t sure Slade would, not that she thought he was in love with her. It was clearly a case of lust.
    “How’d you guys do tonight?” She risked a glance in the direction of the closet.
    “We won. Again.” The pride in his voice made her laugh. “Hey, this is serious business.”
    Slade was so going to get her for this, but it would be worth it. Her brother went on and on about how they managed to beat Pastelli’s Bakery, making this their fourth win in a row. She knew her brothers wanted to win the trophy more this year than any other because it would make them the only team to win it five years straight. After polishing off his fourth piece of pizza and third soda, her brother got up and walked to the door.
    “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He kissed her on the cheek and left.
    Amy closed her front door, then turned and opened the closet door. Slade stood there with his arms crossed over his chest and stared at her. He still just had his unbuttoned shirt and boxers on. She’d known he wouldn’t have enough room to maneuver