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Tyler smiled. "And how was that?"

Amazing. "It's not your turn for a question."

"Fair enough."

I liked that our conversation seemed easy again. I wanted to keep it that way. I didn't like seeing him upset. Despite how crazy it seemed, I cared about him. It hurt me to see him hurting. "If you were exhausted, hungry, and really dirty all at the same time, would you sleep, eat, or shower first?"

He laughed. "Probably eat."

"Yeah me too," I said.

He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. "Why did you stoop to sleeping with someone you deemed a seven anyway?"

I laughed. "Because I lied. On a scale of one to ten, you're like a twelve, Tyler." I watched his lips curve into a smile. It made my insides flutter.

"Are you saying that you lied during truth or dare?"

"Was that when I told you that? I'm not so sure..."

"It was definitely during truth or dare."

"Hmm..."

"That's quite the offense."

"What, are you going to punish me or something?" I said with a laugh.

"I guess we'll see."

I swallowed hard.

Chapter 26

Tyler

Tuesday

I was done fighting it. As far as I was concerned, Hailey was mine. And right now, all I wanted to do was show her how true that was. A repeat of what had happened between us in the car yesterday was the best way to do that. I wanted to be inside of her again. I needed to hear her scream my name. So I was going to cash in on that rain check from yesterday. I just hoped she felt the same way as me.

"Really, they only had king beds left again?" Hailey asked as she stepped into the hotel room behind me.

As soon as she closed the door and turned around, my mouth was on hers. She clearly wanted the

same thing as me because she didn't hesitate to kiss me back. She even grabbed my shirt and pushed the fabric up my abs. We were definitely on the same page. I grabbed my shirt by its collar and pulled it over my head.

She ran her fingers down my abs as she looked up at me with her big brown eyes. Everything about her was screaming, "Fuck me."

I pushed her back against the door and kissed the side of her neck.

"I was hoping..." she moaned, abandoning her thought, as I pushed her shirt up her torso.

"What were you hoping?" I pulled her shirt off and quickly unhooked her bra, exposing her perfect tits. God, it was like they were made for my hands. I unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them and her thong down her long legs. She was visibly panting as she stared up at me completely naked.

"I was hoping that it wasn't just going to be a onetime thing," she said.

"It couldn't possibly be." My lips were on hers again as she fumbled with the zipper of my shorts.

As soon as I had kicked them to the side in the heap of clothes, I grabbed her ass, lifting her up.

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