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Instead, I just gave her a kiss on the forehead and sent myself to bed.

It sucked, and I hated walking away from her, but at that moment there wasn’t another choice for me.

Which would be fine except I've had a hard-on since I went to bed last night, and it's still here this morning.

At this point, I'm sort of over it, and unless I get to bury my boner inside Quinn, I'm ready for it to fuck off already.

“Good morning,” I hear a sleepy voice say from behind me. “Please tell me there’s still coffee.”

Turning around, I realize there really is no chance of this boner leaving as long as this woman is in my house. She’s too fucking sexy standing there in a long t-shirt and short shorts, making it damn near impossible for me to hide this thing. So I don’t. My sweats hang low on my hips, and I know if she gazes down she won’t be able to miss it, but thankfully right now she’s on a mission for coffee.

Reaching into the cupboard, I grab another mug before getting her a cup of coffee, her eyes immediately lighting up. “Of course, there’s coffee,” I say with a smile before moving to the fridge and grabbing her favorite creamer. The smile on her face when she sees it in my hand is worth the three stores I had to go to in order to find this specific mint chocolate chip creamer.

I may be a dick, but I pay attention. I’d be a fucking great boyfriend if I could just learn to trust someone fully. Even just her sharp tongue is enough to get me hard. I mean, I love someone being a bit feisty with me. Turning back to the fridge, I start to look for the food I bought to make us breakfast.

“God, this is delicious,” she groans into her cup, the sound going directly to my cock.

It’s at this moment I realize that if we don’t get the fuck out of this house, there’s no chance I’m keeping my hands to myself.

“So I know you just woke up, but I was wondering if you wanted to come hang out with me for a bit?” I ask, immediately feeling like an idiot.

“What do you have in mind?” she says with a smile.

“I was thinking about going to Stella’s bakery, and then I like to go bowling on my days off.”

“Bowling?! I love bowling. I haven’t been in years!” she says with a little shimmy, her coffee nearly spilling as her tits loosely bounce in her shirt, my eyes immediately falling to them right as her eyes drop to my cock. Licking her lips, she looks at my boner for more than a few seconds, and I can’t help the ego boost it gives me.

I know she knows exactly how big I am, but that doesn’t mean I don’t like to watch her admire my cock. I like to think it’s one of her favorites since she keeps coming back for more, which is something we agree on because it’s my favorite too.

“Are you still thinking about bowling?” I question, and her eyes immediately shoot back up, her cheeks turning pink as the embarrassment hits. “It was a serious question there, Angel.”

“Fuck off,” she snarks, but I see the little smile on her face, and I know she’s fine. “How much time do I have?”

“How much time do you need?” I ask, trying to decide if I’m showering and getting rid of this boner or if I’m just changing and hoping for the best.

“Just a few minutes to change,” she says. “I’m starving.”

“Go change, Q. Then we’ll get going.”

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“Oh, my God,”Quinn moans as she bites into her cookie butter waffle, one of my absolute favorite things here.

“While your response is completely understandable, I’m going to need you to stop moaning like that if you want me to be able to stand up anytime in the next hour,” I tell Quinn, looking around to see the place full of families while she’s damn near replicating that famousWhen Harry Met Sallyscene.

“It’s not my fault that this is the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth,” she spouts back at me as cookie butter spills out.

“I take offense to that statement.” I glare as I lean back and watch her, my food already finished now.

“The truth hurts sometimes.” She shrugs as she sets down her fork. “But if I eat anymore, I literally might die.”

“Hey, guys,” Kenzie, the manager of this location, says as she walks over, her usual smile on her face. “How was everything today?”

She’s one of the nicest people I’ve ever met, so I’m glad she knows Stella and was able to help her out. But I’ve known Kenzie for a while, and I know that it’s also helping out her situation too, so I’m glad they have each other.

Stella’s has been open for almost a year now and it’s easily become one of the most popular places here in town, a lot of which is because everyone adores Kenzie, and she does a kick-ass job of running this place.

“Perfect as usual,” I tell her with a smile.

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