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“You will date me if I win this game?”

“If we both win this game,” I corrected him.

“Fine. I go first,” he replied, crossing his arms and looking serious.

“Fine.”

Damn, he was cute. Jeremy furrowed his brows as he thought of his two truths and his lie, then I got nervous. Was I really going to throw away my chance of being with this man on my ability to guess things about him after being apart for sixteen years?

Fuck. I guess so.

“I have a saltwater tank with three dogfish at my office, one is named Fido. I encourage my employees to acknowledge good things coworkers did for each other in a standing weekly call. And I bet heavily on college sports.”

“You do not bet on college sports!” I blurted out, remembering how much Jeremy loathed gambling and had always said it ruined the sport.

“Good, Rena. Now you.”

“Let’s see. I play piano for church on some Sundays. I’ve had two serious boyfriends since you. And I have a cat named Cleo.”

I was tricking him with this one. It wasn’t fair, but it would get me off the hook and stop this insanity before someone got hurt. Mainly me. But what else was I supposed to do? I couldn't even look at him without my body heating and my pussy getting wet. The man had my hormones working double time. It was like my ovaries were going to explode.

“You’re cheating, Miss Grimaldi, and I think a punishment is in order,” he said, stepping into my space.

I gasped the second I felt his fingers at the hem of the jersey I was wearing. My breath started coming in short spurts, and my knees knocked as he drew lazy circles on my skin, getting closer and closer to my needy sex.

“H-how am I cheating?” I barely got the words out as his thumb swept over my damp curls.

“You have a cat. Buthisname is Teddy. He’s your screensaver on your phone and he has a license. The other two are just common sense. I couldn’t have expected you to be celibate for sixteen years, and your grandparents always took you to church.”

Fuck. He really was paying attention.

“Your turn,” I said, but he shook his head, his thick digits parting my lips.

“No. You cheated, therefore, you concede I won. No more games, Rena. I want you. Say it. Say you’re mine,” he growled, tugging my lower lip between his teeth as he finger fucked me against the counter.

Of course, that session soon grew more desperate as he tugged the jersey over my head, and dropped his pants after grabbing a condom from the pocket. Then Jeremy picked me up and sat my naked ass on the counter, spreading my legs before ramming into me.

“Too rough?” he asked, pausing, but I shook my head, pulling him closer and slamming my mouth to his.

“Harder,” I said, and he did.

Jeremy was right. We were made for each other. And I was going to tell him as soon as I remembered how to speak.

EPILOGUE- JEREMY & MORENA

Rena sat between my legs on the floor in her old bedroom. There was a plate of carrot muffins covered in cream cheese frosting in front of her and she fed me bites between nibbles of her own, withDie Hardplaying on her old TV.

After hours wrapped up in each other’s bodies, hunger finally had us coming up for air, and I ran back to my place to grab the cooked turkey I had already planned on heating the next day. We made sandwiches in the kitchen, then brought dessert back here.

“You don’t mind staying here instead of at your place?” she asked, and I smiled, kissing her nose.

“I love this house. In fact, I had plans to buy it if you sold, you know, your grandparents were very special people. They used to let me help around the farm when I was little. Hell, they were there for me plenty of times when my own parents couldn’t be bothered,” I confessed.

“You were going to buy this place? Oh my God, Jeremy, did you pay Gramps’ medical bills?” she asked, and I ducked my head.

“It was the least I could do for him,” I murmured.

Rena moved the plate aside and turned to straddle my hips. Her body was so amazing. Her skin was soft, warm, and just so damn lush. But her confidence, now that was what knocked me out. It was the sexiest fucking thing about her.

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