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“Why not?”

I walked up the stairs away from him. “You know why.”

“Zoey.”

I stopped walking and looked down at him. “What?”

“At least give me your phone number.”

“I don’t have a phone.” I continued to climb the stairs.

“Who doesn’t have a phone in this day and age?” he called up after me, his voice echoing.

“Me.” I was almost at the top of the stairs.

“I knew that you were different,” he called.

I looked over my shoulder. He stood there with the hugest grin on his face.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a big flirt?”

He shook his head. “I don’t flirt with other women. Just you.”

I waved my hand and walked out of view.

CHAPTER 15

RYAN

Zoeyand I walked back to my vehicle after practice. I had a raging headache probably because I was dehydrated.

“What about Mica’s car?” Zoey asked.

“Dylan will drop him off at his car,” I tossed my bag into the back. I got in beside Zoey and handed her the money from Dylan.

“Thanks,” she said, not looking at me as she took it.

I started the car. What a cluster fuck. I wanted to ask her if she was okay but I knew it would only piss her off more. Zoey. God that little noise that came out of her and the way she arched back against me when my fingers had been between her legs. She had been so hot and so wet.Jesus. That had been intense. Five more seconds and she would have been flat on her back with me buried deep inside of her. In that moment, I had never wanted to fuck anyone more in my life.

Shame pulsed through me as my cock got hard at the thought. What the fuck was wrong with me?

“What’s wrong with you,” Zoey’s voice echoed my own thoughts.

“Nothing,” I said, realizing I was just sitting there staring blankly out the windshield. I put the vehicle in reverse.

Fuck, her tight little body had trembled. For me. What would itfeel like to bury my face between those legs and see what other kinds of noises I could wring from her? I shook my head, like I could shake those thoughts off. I was way too worked up and horny. I hadn’t been laid in a few months. I couldn’t think of Zoey like that. She trusted me.

That moan. I could still hear that moan. I was now hard as a rock. I cleared my throat and unrolled the window.

We drove in silence for a few blocks while I worked to block all thoughts of a naked Zoey out of my mind.

“What did Jensen want?” The words blurted out of me before I could stop them.

Pause. Long pause. “Nothing.”

That drove me crazy. I gave her a pointed look.

“He was flirting, that’s all.”

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