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“What?”
“You’ll see.”
***Gage***
I park on the side of the road and hop out of the car. When I open Raven’s door, she climbs out, looking around suspiciously. Taking her hand, I lead her to the empty building and open the door.
“Whose place is this?”
“Mine.”
“You’re opening another business?” she asks wide-eyed.
“I was thinking of turning it into an office for E. He doesn’t know about it, though.”
“Pays having you for a best friend, huh?” She grins.
She walks around the empty space, exploring the rooms. I follow, watching her ass the entire time. I can’t help it. These last few weeks have been especially hard. I feel like I’m in high school again, necking in the back of the car. She always stops me when I try to do more. My hand has become my best fucking friend. Literally.
“Stop staring at my ass.”
I snap out of my thoughts and look up at her. She’s facing me now, arms crossed on her chest. “But it’s such a nice ass.”
She steps forward and slides her hands around my waist. “You’re a good friend, Gage Hunter. I stand behind what I said earlier. You’re agoodman.”
“I may do good things every now and again, but I’m not a good man, Raven.”
“You may do bad things every now and again, but you’re not a bad man.”
I wrap my arms around her, expelling a deep sigh. She doesn’t know the extent of the horror show that is my life. Things have been pretty calm since I met her, but it’s not always like this. If she sticks around, she’s sure to see me for the monster I am.
I’m about to release her when she slips her hands under my T-shirt. Her fingers dig into my lower back as she pulls me to her.
“Sometimes, you can be a real dick –”
“I acknowledge and accept that.”
“But,” she continues as if I hadn’t interrupted her. “Sometimes, you can be extremely sweet.”
“I wish you would delete that word from your vocabulary.”
“Will you let me finish? There’s the dick I’m talking about.”
“No.” I take her hand and press it to my crotch. “Here’s the dick.”
She licks her lips and her fingers curl around my already-hardening dick. Her touch is tentative as she trails her fingers down the length. Her other hand glides to the back of my neck, pulling me down to her. Our lips connect, drawing a deep moan from her. My hands automatically reach for her ass, squeezing the cheeks. Her touch grows bolder, gripping my dick as she continues to stroke me. I’m now fully erect, pushing against the material of my jeans. As difficult as it is, I keep our kiss at half-mast. I don’t want her freaking out. She pulls back and stares into my eyes with a faint smile of surprise.
“It’s back,” she whispers.
“What?”
“Everything.”
She yanks my lips back to hers and slips her tongue in my mouth. I pull her closer, loving how perfectly her body lines up with mine. Our tongues tangle before I gently suck on hers. Her hands roam my back, nails dragging over my shirt.Maybe I should do nice things more often if this will be her response.
“What would you do if I told you I also bought the property across the street?”
She gives me a bright smile. “Depends on the reason you bought it.”
