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A deep sense of shame swamps me as I realize how inappropriate my thoughts are. Lucas is my best friend. He has never shown any sign that he thinks of me as anything more than that. My blood runs cold as a horrifying thought occurs to me.Could Lucas have a girlfriend?We’ve been apart so long, and I don’t know where he has been or what he’s been doing. I’m hit with a fresh wave of shame and sharp jealousy at the thought of Lucas with a girlfriend.

After a deep breath and a stern command to get myself under control, I push back from the door and open it to reveal Lucas. My nipples throb when his eyes narrow on me.

Have his eyes always been this dark?

I step out of my room, closing the door behind me, then clear my throat and shift my eyes away from his to the wall behind him. “Is everything okay, did you need something?” I ask.

“Are you really sure you want me here?” he whispers, taking a step towards me.

“Yeah, why w-would you even ask that?” My voice is shaky. “You’re my best friend.”

He takes another step toward me, forcing me back, and a gasp escapes me when my back hits my closed bedroom door.

Lucas takes a slow step, then another until he is crowding me, but he makes no move to touch me. “If I make you uncomfortable, Annie, I understand. I can leave.”

I swallow. I don’t want him to leave. He, or rather his presence, does make me uncomfortable, but it’s probably not for the reasons he’s thinking.

I’m not afraid of him. No, that would be too easy. It’s my attraction to him I’m finding hard to deal with.

“Annie, you know I would never hurt you, right?” he says as though reading my mind.

I nod.

Lucas leans down and gets in my face. This time, I don’t shift my eyes from his as he raises a finger and brushes it softly against my cheek. I bite my lips to hold back a sigh as my sex clenches. He can’t find out about this;it would ruin us.

I’ve waited all these years to have my best friend back. I can’t lose him now.

To keep Lucas, I need to bury this attraction.

“Stay,” I manage. “Please.”

CHAPTER THREE

Lucas

When Annie asked me to stay, I doubt this is what she had in mind.

I lower the black cap a little and watch the middle-aged man at the front of the crowded lecture hall drone on about something that’s supposed to be important, but I’m too distracted to care.

My attention is on the redhead seated in the front row, typing something on her computer and occasionally scribbling in her notepad. Annie looks especially gorgeous today, dressed in a short, sleeveless, green dress and a white sweater that keeps slipping, exposing her delicate shoulders.

I push a hand against my erection as my eyes run over whatever bits of skin I can see. I want to kiss my way across her shoulders and up her delicate neck, take those pebbled nipples between my lips, and suck gently until she’s crying out my name.

I want her.

My cock throbs, and I press my hand harder against my length, desperate to push my jeans out of the way and take myself in hand, but a crowded lecture hall isn’t the place. I only just got Annie back, I’m not going to risk an indecent exposure charge.

When I saw Annie this morning, my first thought had been to tear that little garment off of her and rut into her right there in the living room, but I held back. As much as I wanted her, I didn’t want to scare her. But now, watching her like this….

Annie pushes a loose strand to the back of her ear, oblivious to all the eyes on her. I grit my teeth, and my jaw clenches from the pulsing need to break some bones, but I remind myself to calm down.

I force my eyes away from the people watching Annie and back to her. She bites into her pencil, and I imagine the feeling of slipping my cock into those juicy lips and her soft whimpers as she sucks me down, her green, innocent eyes begging for more, taking me deeper and choking on my cock as she touches herself.

I bite my lip to hold back a groan. At this rate, I’m likely to come in my pants. What would she think if she knew what she does to me? I glance up to the front just in time to catch Annie’s professor dismiss the class.

I wait for everyone to empty out before leaving. Annie is a creature of habit and always sticks to a schedule. That has made following her the last several years easy for me. I don’t think Annie has any clue that I never really left her.

She walks to the cafeteria with two classmates and grabs a seat close to the exit. I grab a seat a few tables behind her. For the entire week I’ve been back in her life, I have been following her around like some lost puppy, but when have I not done that? The only thing that has really changed is my desperation for her. Before, it was easy to convince myself that I was just keeping an eye on her, making sure she’s safe like a best friend should. Now, I can’t escape the truth:I want her to know that she’s mine.

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