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"I don't know—"

"She's cute. Blond. Sweet. Innocent. You should see the way her ass looks in jeans. Actually, fuck you. She's mine."

He laughs and settles back into the couch. "Alright. But I demand details."

"I make no promises." I bite my tongue. I don't get off on replaying my conquests, but I've never been shy about offering details. Days on the road are long, they get boring, we need something to talk about. It's normal that we get to sex.

But the thought of telling him anything about me and Piper together—

That feels fucking wrong.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" he teases. "Go pop a cherry."

He wouldn't in a million years talk about Piper this way.

She's right—we're a bunch of fucking hypocrites.

"I'll come over tomorrow?" I offer.

He gets up and moves to t

he kitchen to pour a glass of water. "Wait for my text. Have a girl coming over in the afternoon. Expecting to have her out by eight."

Really, we're dogs.

But I don't give a flying fuck about anything but getting Piper home at the moment.

Piper is sitting on the curb, her knees pressed together, her purse in her lap. This is a nice suburban street. It's fine that she's sitting outside.

But I still fucking hate it.

She rises to her feet as she sees me park. It's a cool night, but I feel like I'm on fire.

I shift off my bike and make my way across the street.

She's not wearing much—a black miniskirt, tall boots, a light top that hugs her chest.

Her eyes aren't glazed enough for her to be drunk. But she's stumbling more than she should in those shoes. She's still tipsy.

She holds her position as she stares into my eyes. She's hesitant. But why?

"You drink any water?" I ask.

She shakes her head. "I didn't want to go back inside."

"Where's your car?"

"What about—" She points to my motorcycle.

"We'll take your car."

"This way." Her voice is meek. Still, she hands me her keys and leads me to her sedan.

We're close enough to the beach that the air smells like salt. Then she gets close enough that it smells like Piper. Like honey and flowers and something entirely her.

Fuck, the things I want to do to her...

I shake it off as I unlock the passenger door and pull it open for her.


Tags: Crystal Kaswell Dangerous Noise Erotic