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Lifting his arms, his shirt comes off, and I find myself wondering what it would feel like to be able to run my hands over his chest and down his hard body.

Would his touch be gentle or rough with me?

Would the fear rise in me like it always does, or would he be the one to set me free?

I watch his hand take hold of his sweats as he pushes them down and steps out of them. My mouth goes dry as I clutch the sheet tight to my chest when I see his outline, realizing he’s completely naked now and still fully aroused based on the massive shadow jutting out against his stomach.

I should turn away, but I can’t. It’s probably wrong, but then why does it feel so right?

He turns his head, and I swear I feel his eyes pierce straight into my soul. I bury myself deeper in the covers, but I know with my light out, there’s no way he can see me at this distance. Still,though, I can feel the energy simmering between us and a pull so strong that all I want to do is run toward him.

I hold my breath and clamp my legs together tight as a deep ache starts to form. He finally turns around and disappears. Seconds later, the lamp goes out, and I suck in a jagged breath of air.

I should have said no.

All this is going to do is bring up things I buried a long time ago, and in the end, he’ll leave, and I’ll be left to pick up the pieces. This feels like a punishment and some sick joke being played on me. Why else would the one guy on this earth that I hate to want be the only one my body isn’t scared to have?

FIVE

KNOX

Walking up the deck stairs,I wipe the sweat from my brow and pick up my discarded hoodie on the railing. I decide to bypass my place, needing some coffee before I shower and change.

Since I don’t sleep well, I’ve always been an early riser. Last night was no exception. I tossed and turned all night until I finally gave up and went for a run just as the sun was rising. It was bad enough I felt Savi’s presence as she lay just a few feet away from me, but I also had a straight shot into her bedroom from where I slept.

Her light was out, so I couldn’t see her, but I felt her.

God,did I feel her.

After several attempts of trying to ignore my swollen dick, I finally had to take matters into my own hand. It’s not the first time I’ve thought of Savi to get me shooting violent streams onto my stomach, and I’m sure it won’t be the last.

Miles would never speak to me again if he knew the things I imagined doing to his sister. We both know she’s too good for me, and I would rather die than taint any part of her. If having her believe I don’t want her keeps her safe from me, then I’m going to keep on making it believable.

I sense her first before I see her as I approach the main house. She’s off to the side just outside her bedroom door, curled up on a comfortable chaise with her nose in a book. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail today, and she’s wearing pink scrubs. I never thought I was a scrub kind of guy.

Until now.

Leave it to her to make something so casual look so damn sexy.

I knew one day, she would blossom into a beautiful woman. Even as a teenager, I could tell she had something special that the other girls didn’t. What I didn’t expect were the feelings she would evoke from me as she became an adult.

Possessiveness, need, guilt, anger, adoration…all wrapped up into one fucked-up package tied neatly with a bow. Something pretty to look at but never to be touched.

Her eyes meet mine now, and I don’t miss the way the exact same emotions flit across her face briefly as her eyes fight to contain them all. It’s no secret that the attraction is mutual as she lowers her gaze and roams over my bare chest. The lines become blurred as my body eagerly responds to the energy she is putting out.

Tearing my eyes away, I yank open the kitchen door and walk inside, desperate to get away and fight for what little control I have right now. Cold air hits my heated flesh, sending a wave of goosebumps down my damp skin as I throw the black hoodie on.

I breathe a little better now that I’m alone. The images in my head from last night are still etched into my brain, and seeingher so soon after getting off with her name on my lips is messing with me.

I need to run by the store today and get the essentials for my place, coffee being one of them, as I fill the machine with water and wait for it to brew. The less time we spend together, the better.

My things are arriving today, so once I’m done with some light ice time and weights in the gym, I can get to work on unpacking. I’m not sure how long I’ll be here, but I’m tired of living out of a suitcase and need some control back in my life.

“I’ll have one of those.” Her voice filters through the air, pulling me out of my thoughts and slamming me back into the present.

I turn and see Savi nodding at the coffee mug in my hand.

“Sure,” I say, more gruffly than I intended, as I get another mug from the cabinet. I know I shouldn’t be irritated with her just for existing. It’s not her fault that my dick won’t get the memo that it’s never going to touch her.