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You’d better not be with her I swear

I should come KICK YOUR ASS

If you hurt her I’m putting salt in your coffee until one of us dies

I can’t believe you! You fucking promised!

You’re such a piece of shit Bradley

I asked you not to mess with her and all you did was hit on her!

She doesn’t need any more men fucking up her life right now!

I’ll fucking talk to you about this tomorrow

Don’t think you’re gonna get off easy. I don’t care if she’s okay with it.

I’d deal with it tomorrow. I climbed back into the bed, pulling up the blankets. Lora stirred beside me, and I rolled to face her.

“Hey, it’s okay. Go back to sleep.”

“That was fucking good.” Her voice was soft. “I needed that.”

“Yeah?” I smiled. “Good.”

She nodded, rolling over and pulling the blankets up.

I was already trying to imagine what I was going to do when I got the chance to tattoo her. “I’m gonna be your first.”

She tensed, then looked up, brows furrowed. “What? We already fucked, and, sorry, but you weren’t my first.”

“Huh? Oh, no. Your first tattoo.”

She laughed. “Is that right? Well, you’d better come up with something good for me. I’m not putting anything permanent on my skin unless it matters.”

“You got it.” I yawned, putting my head down. “Now go to sleep.”

Chapter Four

Lora

The sound of my alarm was going to kill me.

I rolled over, my head pounding, and reached for my phone on the nightstand. My hand only met the wood surface. I lifted my head, groaning. The ringing was coming from my purse on the other side of the room.

I got out of bed and shuffled over to it. My head throbbed with every movement, and I was naked.

Right.

I turned back, looking at my empty bed. Bradley was gone. The shower wasn’t running.

Great. I’d fucked my coworker’s brother and he’d left. No goodbyes, no thanks, nothing.

Way to fuck up, Lora.

But, the sex had been amazing. Chris had never fucked me like that. Sometimes, he hadn’t even made me come. Bradley had been passionate, and knew exactly what to do without being told.

Heat traveled down my body. I felt the first tingle of desire, and closed my eyes to remember. It hadn’t lasted long. There hadn’t been a lot of foreplay, but I hadn’t really needed it. I’d been ready to go as soon as we came inside.

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