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I don’t have anywhere near the level of restraint Abby does because I stroke myself faster. Chasing that all-encompassing bliss is the only thing my brain can focus on… well, other than her.

I’m having no problem using her as the visual embodiment of the way I’m feeling.

The orgasm crashes into me. Ropes of come splash against the tiled wall as I continue to stroke myself through it.

I don’t even know what kind of noises I’m making. They don’t even sound human at this point.

Whatever.I can’t bring myself to care. This feels too damn good.

My forehead falls against the cool tile.I’m so fucked.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Abby

The smellof roasting coffee beans and sugary baked goods hits my senses as soon as I step inside Peak Brews.

It’s the only coffee shop in town, so there’s a line nearly to the door. I’m in desperate need of something buttery and sweet this morning, so the wait will be worth it.

After that cosmic orgasm last night, I slept peacefully. You’d think I would have been awake half the night contemplating everything, but I fell asleep moments after Linc stepped out of the room.

He fucked the worries out of my brain. That’s quite the feat for someone who never even touched me until after I had already come. The way he delicately kissed me was almost more toe-curling than the orgasm itself…almost.

“Boo,” someone says from behind me.

I suck in a sharp gasp, whipping my head around. Riley’s standing there, smiling at me.

“Morning,” she says.

“You scared the shit out of me,” I say, rubbing my hand over my racing heart.

“I called your name, but you were pretty deep in your thoughts there, girl.”

I scowl at her. “I was not.”

She cocks her head to the side. “Your body might have been standing here in the coffee shop, but your mind was light-years away.”

I just continue to scowl. There isn’t really anything for me to say. She’s right.

“Hmm,” she hums, tapping her chin with a single finger. “What could have you so lost in your thoughts that you don’t even hear one of your best friends calling your name? Or should I say who?”

She’s full-on grinning now, and I want to smack it off her face.

Okay…I don’t actually want to hit her. I love Riley. Also, she’s pregnant, so that would be all kinds of wrong.

I don’t know what she sees in my expression, but something clicks, and her eyes widen. “Something happened. Didn’t it?”

She was just teasing me before, but now she’s caught the scent of blood in the water. She’s going to be a rabid shark on the hunt.

I wasn’t going to say anything, but now that she’s prying, I actually want to talk about it. My eyes dart around to all the people surrounding us. “Not here.”

We chat about anything and everything else until it’s our turn to order. While we wait for our orders, she asks about Kane and how he’s recovering.

When our names are called, we grab our goods and walk out into the chilly autumn air.

We start walking side by side down the sidewalk. Both of us sip our coffees and munch on our muffins. We make it about half a block before she breaks the silence.

“So…what’s going on?”