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“Nah. You’re providing a service and these guys can afford it.”

After I did Dylan’s expenses, I would have $800 to my name. That was more than I had in my bag when I lost it.

“Do you like it here?” I asked Ryan. Already knowing the answer. Ryan wasn’t happy here.

He took a long time answering. “I miss my old life.”

I felt bad for him. “What do you miss the most?”

He rolled over and faced me. His features looked angular in the dark. “My team was my family. I was best friends with all the guys.”

I studied him. Besides tonight, the only people Ryan seemed to hang out with were Krista and me. I thought about what Mica said. Now it was all coming together. Ryan had lost his life too.

“Mica told me your history.”

Silence. “It’s complicated.”

“I told Mica how you helped me. How you literally took some homeless chick off the streets.”

“Zoey, you don’t have to tell people that.”

“He needs to know. You’re a good guy.”

“You’re not homeless anymore, Zoey.”

I felt a wave of loneliness rush over me. This time here with Ryan might be the best moments of my life. I was trying to savor it all, but every day was rushing by. “I will have to leave at some point.”

“Not until we can get you on your feet.”

I let that sink in, hating how the hope in my chest was so bright, it almost hurt.

“Okay.”

“Don’t think about it, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Night.”

“Night Ryan.”

I jarred awake,my body feeling hot and tight. It disoriented me. My entire body was quivering with intense waves of desire. I held my breath as I tried to orientate myself. Ryan. My back was flush against him, and his hot breath was heavy on my neck. His huge hand was up my tank top, and I felt his fingers slowly play with my sensitive nipple. Shivers of lust rolled down my body, making my stomach flutter wildly. Eyes wide, I worked to even my breath.

Was he awake?

I was more turned on than I have ever been in my life and it mortified me. I needed to extract myself, but these forbidden sensations were too intoxicating.

He ground his hips against me with some force. I could feel his huge arousal, push up against my buttocks. Longing and lust pulsated through me with a dizzying speed. I had never felt like this. Is this what sex was like? Hot friction, intense temptation, wonder, and need?

His big hand, with a single-minded determination, moved down my body and then dipped into my panties.

My mouth opened wordlessly.

His finger slowly slid between my slick folds. My heart hammered so hard, I was sure it would wake him. I felt transfixed, paralyzed. Then his finger moved, and he touched something that was so sensitive, so unbelievably breathtaking, my entire body arched back against him as something electrified my entire body.

That was the moment he woke up.

He went still, both of us breathing hard, his finger still pressing on something deliciously wicked that was pulsing between my legs. My whole body trembled in response to his primal touch.

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