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Tristan. They'd thought him
fake and slimy, they'd thought he was overbearing even before he'd
started following her everywhere and leaving creepy gifts on her
doorstep, on her desk, and at her work. She should have listened to
her friends but she'd been a moron and determined to try to prove
to herself that she could have a normal relationship with a
man.
Emma shook her head; she stepped away from
the railing as the front door opened. Jill's excited chatter made
her frown as she craned her head to peer around the doorway. "Who
is she talking to?" Mandy inquired in a whisper.
"I have no idea," Emma told her as she
searched for Jill and whomever it was that she was speaking to.
"Come on in," Jill called over her shoulder
as she skipped down the steps. "Would you like a drink? I'm sure
Emma is probably up by now. I'll go get her."
Emma almost fell over when Ethan appeared at
the top of the stairs. He ran a hand through his sweat-slicked
hair, pushing it back from the broad angles of his face. The loose
fitting shorts he wore hung low on his hips, but it was his broad,
well-muscled chest that kept her eyes riveted. Her mouth watered,
literally watered, as her eyes ran over the carved muscles of his
abs. He didn't have a six-pack; oh no it was more like an eighteen
case. Muscles she hadn't even known existed bunched and flexed as
he descended the steps.
"I'll take some water," he answered.
Emma jerked back from the doorway and her
gaze shot to Mandy. "Who is it?" Mandy asked again.
Emma tried to calm the racing of her heart as
she placed her finger against her lips in a shushing gesture. 'It's
him,' she mouthed.
'Him who?' Mandy mouthed back.
' Him ,' Emma
said and forced herself not to stomp her foot as she jerked her
head at the doorway.
Mandy's mouth dropped before she broke into a
grin that showed all of her teeth. Grabbing the arm of the chair,
the muscles in her forearms flexed as she lifted herself up. She
hopped over to the doorframe and poked her head around it. Emma
hated the unreasonable jealousy that filled her as Mandy's mouth
dropped open. She didn't like the idea of either of her friends
seeing Ethan in this state or lusting after him. Never, in four
years, had any of them ever fought over a guy. Not even when Jill
and Mandy had disliked Tristan had they been nasty or catty about
their feelings for him. They'd made their opinions known, but they
had never been mean and they'd never said, 'I told you so,' after.
There had only been unwavering support.
Mandy and Jill both had more experience with
men than she did. Mandy didn't have much more as she spent most of
her time buried in her books, and though Jill liked to bounce
through different guys, she would never go after someone that Emma
or Mandy liked. Jill was a flirt but she would never hurt her
friends. Even still, Emma had to take a deep breath to steady
herself and lock the green-eyed monster back in its cage as Mandy's
gaze remained riveted upon Ethan.
Mandy leaned back from the door and rested
against it as she fanned herself with her hand. 'Holy hotness,' she
mouthed.
Jill reappeared and handed a glass of water
to Ethan. "I'll go get Emma."
"You don't have to bother her if she's still
sleeping," he told her.
Jill just waved a hand at him before
disappearing down the hall. "Get in there," Mandy hissed at
her.
Emma looked at her helplessly; she was
paralyzed by her uncertainty and apprehension. If she stepped out
there now there would be no turning back. She'd barely been able to
separate herself from him last night. It was all moving too fast
and yet even as that thought swirled through her mind, she yearned
to go in there, to touch him again, to kiss him again. Heat coiled in her belly at the
thought of his kiss, her breasts tingled as she recalled the feel
of him against her.
No there would be no going back if she walked
in there now. She may very well end up with the broken heart that
Tristan hadn't been able to inflict upon her, but she
fake and slimy, they'd thought he was overbearing even before he'd
started following her everywhere and leaving creepy gifts on her
doorstep, on her desk, and at her work. She should have listened to
her friends but she'd been a moron and determined to try to prove
to herself that she could have a normal relationship with a
man.
Emma shook her head; she stepped away from
the railing as the front door opened. Jill's excited chatter made
her frown as she craned her head to peer around the doorway. "Who
is she talking to?" Mandy inquired in a whisper.
"I have no idea," Emma told her as she
searched for Jill and whomever it was that she was speaking to.
"Come on in," Jill called over her shoulder
as she skipped down the steps. "Would you like a drink? I'm sure
Emma is probably up by now. I'll go get her."
Emma almost fell over when Ethan appeared at
the top of the stairs. He ran a hand through his sweat-slicked
hair, pushing it back from the broad angles of his face. The loose
fitting shorts he wore hung low on his hips, but it was his broad,
well-muscled chest that kept her eyes riveted. Her mouth watered,
literally watered, as her eyes ran over the carved muscles of his
abs. He didn't have a six-pack; oh no it was more like an eighteen
case. Muscles she hadn't even known existed bunched and flexed as
he descended the steps.
"I'll take some water," he answered.
Emma jerked back from the doorway and her
gaze shot to Mandy. "Who is it?" Mandy asked again.
Emma tried to calm the racing of her heart as
she placed her finger against her lips in a shushing gesture. 'It's
him,' she mouthed.
'Him who?' Mandy mouthed back.
' Him ,' Emma
said and forced herself not to stomp her foot as she jerked her
head at the doorway.
Mandy's mouth dropped before she broke into a
grin that showed all of her teeth. Grabbing the arm of the chair,
the muscles in her forearms flexed as she lifted herself up. She
hopped over to the doorframe and poked her head around it. Emma
hated the unreasonable jealousy that filled her as Mandy's mouth
dropped open. She didn't like the idea of either of her friends
seeing Ethan in this state or lusting after him. Never, in four
years, had any of them ever fought over a guy. Not even when Jill
and Mandy had disliked Tristan had they been nasty or catty about
their feelings for him. They'd made their opinions known, but they
had never been mean and they'd never said, 'I told you so,' after.
There had only been unwavering support.
Mandy and Jill both had more experience with
men than she did. Mandy didn't have much more as she spent most of
her time buried in her books, and though Jill liked to bounce
through different guys, she would never go after someone that Emma
or Mandy liked. Jill was a flirt but she would never hurt her
friends. Even still, Emma had to take a deep breath to steady
herself and lock the green-eyed monster back in its cage as Mandy's
gaze remained riveted upon Ethan.
Mandy leaned back from the door and rested
against it as she fanned herself with her hand. 'Holy hotness,' she
mouthed.
Jill reappeared and handed a glass of water
to Ethan. "I'll go get Emma."
"You don't have to bother her if she's still
sleeping," he told her.
Jill just waved a hand at him before
disappearing down the hall. "Get in there," Mandy hissed at
her.
Emma looked at her helplessly; she was
paralyzed by her uncertainty and apprehension. If she stepped out
there now there would be no turning back. She'd barely been able to
separate herself from him last night. It was all moving too fast
and yet even as that thought swirled through her mind, she yearned
to go in there, to touch him again, to kiss him again. Heat coiled in her belly at the
thought of his kiss, her breasts tingled as she recalled the feel
of him against her.
No there would be no going back if she walked
in there now. She may very well end up with the broken heart that
Tristan hadn't been able to inflict upon her, but she
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