Sea Fever
““You were talking to her when I came in.”
His blood roared in his head. “That has nothing to do with you. With this.”
“Yeah?” She attempted to close her legs. He didn’t move. “Because I won’t be used to make her jealous. Or to cover whatever thing you two have going on from Caleb. What do you want, Dylan?”
“I’d think that was obvious.”
“Not to me.”
65 He took her hand and pressed it to his crotch, where he was hard and aching for her. “You,” he said. “I want you.”
Her lips trembled; firmed into a sneer. “Very nice. Excuse me if I’m not flattered. Or convinced.”
He pulsed against her. “What would it take to convince you?”
Blushing, she tugged her hand away. “I don’t know. More than being groped against the kitchen counter. Been there, done that.”
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