Page 17 of Force Play
At all.
She can keep those toned arms and slender fingers to herself.
Exactly where they should be.
Not all over me.
Strangely, I feel my blood rushing south, so I have to adjust myself subtly. When I do, I notice that the guys are all still staring at me.
Shit. Those thoughts are written all over my face, aren’t they?
Cole takes a swig of his beer and fights back a laugh. “Yeah, you definitely don’t have any sexual thoughts of her.”
I sigh and sink back against the sofa.
They’re mistaken. Clearly.
My thoughts were about how Ididn’twant her all over me.
So, I obviouslydon’twant to have sex with her.
But now I know for sure I’ve signed myself up for months of torture, not just by having a hot roommate, but by having friends that are going to be relentlessly irritating about it…
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Lucia
AsImaneuveraroundall my moving boxes, I make my way back into the living room and plop down on the blanket I have spread out across my floor. My girls are over right now for one final girls’ night before I move out tomorrow.
With everything packed up, girls’ night right now means eating pizza straight out of the box as we drink wine out of plastic cups.
It feels more like a high school party than anything else.
The one tipping them back the most is Ella.
And while any other time that would be normal—Ella’s always been down for a good time—right now, we all know what that means.
“You’ve had a good bit to drink tonight, Ell,” Harlow says gently.
Ella sighs. “Yup. Might as well since there’s no reason Ican’tdrink right now.”
Liv wraps her arms around Ella’s shoulders. “Don’t give up hope.”
“It’s hard,” she replies softly. “It’s been eight months. What if I can’t actually get pregnant?” As soon as she says the words, a look of horror washes over her. “Oh God, I shouldn’t even be complaining about that right now.”
Liv laughs lightly and hugs her tighter. “You’re fine, Ell. I’ve had six years to come to terms with my infertility. But it all worked out for me in the end because now I have the world’s best daughter.”
“Have you and Josh thought about seeing a specialist?” I ask.
“We’ve talked about it,” Ella shrugs. “We want to give it a year before we really start trying to look into fertility treatments.”
Rory rests her hand on Ella’s leg. “Then you’ve still got four months.”
“Go home and jump on Josh’s dick,” I chime.
Ella rears her head back and laughs. “Joshy already knows that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
“There you go. Go have all the sex with none of the protection.”
