Page 39 of Black Hearted


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And hedefinitelywasn’t going to address the little spurt of jealousy he felt. No, he was not.

“I think you’re enjoying having me at a disadvantage just a little too much,” he grumbled.

“Nonsense.” She shook her head. “When it comes to enjoyment, there’s no such thing as too much.” Then, with a flirty wink, she disappeared inside the bathroom.

As soon as the door snapped shut, he let loose with a breathy sigh. “You”—he stared down at his happily hard cock—“arenothelping matters.”

But his dick was immune to recriminations. Which meant all he could do was shove it inside a pair of boxer briefs which he then stuffed inside a pair of jeans.

By the time he’d donned fresh wool socks and a clean hoodie, hemostlyhad his thoughts under control. Which allowed him to focus on rooting around in his drawers and closet for something that might work for Hannah.

The top was easy enough. One of his hoodies would swallow her, but at least it’d keep her warm. The bottoms were another matter. There was no way a pair of his jeans would fit.

“Something with a drawstring,” he decided and pulled a pair of gray joggers from a drawer.

He was all out of panties and bras, so she’d have to go commando.

Before he could stop it, his brain conjured up images of her nipples rubbing against the inside of his hoodie and her sweet, soft p—

“Stop it!” he hissed, clenching his fists in an effort to wrangle his unruly libido.

“Did you say something?” her voice called through the closed bathroom door.

“Just trying to find you some clothes!” he was quick to come back, pulling a pair of socks from a separate drawer and adding them to the pile in his hand.

Fisher’s right. I need to get laid.

Maybe if he hadn’t been on an inadvertent sexual hiatus, his gray matter wouldn’t be jumping at any excuse to go all Pornhub on him now.

That’s it, he decided with a determined jerk of his chin.I’m sexually frustrated. That’s all. And it wouldn’t matter who was in that bathroom. As long as they were sporting double-X chromosomes, my body would be reacting this way.

Feeling decidedly better about himself and the whole situation, he knocked on the bathroom door. “Hannah?”

“Come in,” she said and he opened the door to find her on her knees beneath his sink.

He almost pulled back and marched directly downstairs. Just raised the white flag and surrendered.

“Why anyone needs this many rolls of toilet paper is beyond me,” she muttered. “And who keeps three extra deodorants, five extra tubes of toothpaste, a two-pound bag of Jolly Ranchers, and four extra bottles of shaving cream on hand? Are you a Costco nut or something?”

“Eliza does most of the shopping,” he admitted, looking everywhere but at the curve of her butt because he thought he could see thefaintestline of her ass crack through the terry cloth.

This is hell,he decided, stepping fully into the still-steamy bathroom.I’m in hell.

“I can’t find it.” She backed out from under the vanity and adjusted the towel more securely beneath her arms as she stood.

“I’ll take a look.” He shoved the clothes toward her. “None of this’ll fit. But it’s the best I got to offer.”

“Thank you.” She held the folded garments to her chest.

Thank keeristshe’d covered her cleavage. He’d been having a helluva time not staring.

Turning toward the vanity to go in search of the recalcitrant first aid kit, he was thwarted from dropping to his knees when she placed a hand on his wrist. The bath had warmed her palm but the tips of her fingers still held on to a bit of the night’s cold.

He had a brief flash of those cool fingertips trailing up his naked chest before he forcefully slammed the door shut onthatimagery.

“No. I mean it,” she insisted. “Thank you.And not just for the clothes. I know the danger you put yourself in tonight. I know the danger you’restillin.”

“I owed you,” he told her simply. “But even if I hadn’t, I’d still have come. The ties that bind can be stretched and frayed, but they never break. You and me?” He booped her button nose like he’d done when she was a kid. “We got history. And that means no matter how much time passes, if you call, I’ll come.”