My mother would never forgive her, neither would her clone Chloe. Claire and I could never be anything more than what our parents were, secrets to each other. It’s not like I could ever take her home to meet my family, right?
I wanted her again, sure. I should cut my own nuts off for the thought. But I can’t hurt her any more than she’s already been hurt. She deserves better than anything I could ever offer her.
Absentmindedly, I run my hand over my hair and cringe in pain.
“There’s a bit of dried blood there. Here,” she says standing up and bending over me. “Let me take a look.”
She leans a knee on the couch between my legs and I’m hit with such lust for her, I flinch and shift away from her hands. “What? Are you a nurse now?”
Her eyes widen. “No, but—”
I climb off the couch and back away from her. “Maybe we should keep our distance from each other. You and your long, smooth silky legs go stay over there.”
“Okay then,” she says, taking her drink and whirling away. “You and that monster cock of yours can just stay over there.”
I can’t help but smile.
It might just kill me trying to stay away from Claire Radcliffe.
