Page 62 of Durango

“Okay.”

His breathing evens out, and he’s asleep in less than a minute. I, on the other hand, lie there, my mind racing for what feels like an hour. But I must have fallen asleep because when I open my eyes, sunlight is coming through the windows.

Something hard is pressed up against my butt. Durango is spooning me, but his breathing is even. I’m certain he’s still sleeping. The idea of him hard against me is such a turn-on that I can’t help myself, and I shift a little.

“Mmm,” Durango moans.

Part of me wants to move against him, but another part feels like it’s too soon. Before I can decide what to do, his hand tightens around my waist. I’m aching with need, and it’s been so long since I’ve had any sort of sexual release. But we can’t. Not yet.

I turn to face him.

“Don’t worry. We will take things slow,” he says, as if reading my mind.

“Thank you.”

“But that doesn’t mean I don’t want you,” he says as he slaps my ass.

“Oh!” That turned me on probably more than it should have.

“Hey, if you two are done, we should talk,” Samantha says from the other side of the door.

I cover my mouth as a laugh escapes. “She thinks we’re…”

Durango laughs. “I guess the slap and yell did it.”

“Be out in a few,” I yell to my friend.

I bury my head in Durango’s chest. “How embarrassing.”

He rubs my back. “Nah, just tell her nothing happened.”

“She won’t believe it.”

“I can tell her if you want,” he says.

I sit up and stretch my arms over my head. “No need. I’ll talk to her.”

He gets up and goes to the bathroom. I force myself out of bed and into the kitchen to find Samantha. Hopefully, she can get all her jokes out before Durango is there to hear them.

She’s sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee.

“Wow, you already made coffee?”

She knocked on the door only a few minutes ago. “I made the coffee before knocking. I wasn’t certain but it sounded like you were done. Sorry if I interrupted anything.”

I pour myself a cup and sit down. “We didn’t have sex, so I’m not sure what you heard.”

She arches a brow. “I’m not sure I buy that. But whatever you did, it has to be better than the sex I saw your ex giving,” Samantha says.

Durango clears his throat. “What? You saw Willow and her ex have sex?” His eyes widen as he turns to Willow. “Oh, are you into threesomes?”

I choke on my coffee, trying to say no.

But Samantha talks over me. “No, she and I have never had sex.”

He stares back and forth at each of us. “Then how would you know about her ex?”

Samantha glances at me. “I guess you haven’t had a chance to tell him.”

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