Page 73 of Two For the Show

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Chapter 29

I bangon the trailer door with the toe of my sneaker.

Heavy steps rattle it before the door is ripped open, and Jude narrows his eyes at me. “What do you want?”

I don’t answer the big guy, instead slipping by him and heading to his living area.

“Of course, Dario, why don’t you come in?” he drawls.

“Thanks for the invite. I come bearing gifts.” I hold up the pack of chocolate chip cookies.

Jude rolls his eyes but crosses the room to me and snatches them out of my hands. “You’re trying to bribe me.”

“Not bribe, per se,” I say shiftily. “But we do need to talk.”

He shoves a few cookies in his mouth, as if that will get him out of talking to me.

It won’t.

He can’t hold off on swallowing forever.

When he does, he drops himself onto the couch and runs his hands through his hair. “What about, Dario?”

“Come on. Don’t pretend you don’t know.” I flop nextto him. “We are both rocking a new scar, and that means we’re together for life.”

Whoa, it’s so much more intense now that I say it out loud.

“Why is this so important to you, Dario? It was just sex.” I don’t think Jude believes himself.

Sure, it was sex. The sex was great.

Better than great.

But it wouldn’t have happened without chemistry and connection. I know Jude. I know he wouldn’t have taken that step with me for only a sexual release.

It meant something to him, too, even if he doesn’t want to admit it.

“It wasn’t, but sure, keep lying to yourself,” I tell him, crossing my ankle loosely over my knee and crossing my arms behind my head.

I’m sure I look casual and cool. Nonchalant.

But I am very chalant on the inside.

“I’m too old for you,” he says roughly.

“Stupid reason.”

He tries to switch tactics. “Alex won’t be okay with it.”

“Try again. She told me she was fine with it.”

He gapes at me like a fish, and I stick my finger in his mouth and touch his tongue. He sputters and stares at me incredulously.

“Did you just touch my tongue?”

I chuckle. “So? You’ve sucked my cock, what’s a finger in light of that?”

He throws his hands up. “You’re insufferable.”

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