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“No! No, I’m here,” I said croakily, rolling onto my back with my hand pressed to my forehead and my still sleepy-but-stunned stare fixed on the ceiling. “Sorry, I’m, uh… ‘bout to get up.”

“I’m three hours ahead of you and I’ve been up for hours. Get your shit together.”

“Okay, easy,” I snorted, somehow relaxing at the familiar sound of my brother being an asshole. “First off, it’s like, 7AM right now. If you’ve been up for hours it’s because you never went to bed, so maybe you should get your shit together.”

He laughed hard. “Solid point.”

“Second, you haven’t returned my calls in like, two weeks so you don’t get to be mean to me right now.”

“Whoa, whoa, hey. What are you talking about? I’ve been texting you constantly!”

“A.J’s been texting me constantly,” I corrected. “You yourself have been too busy to personally check in on me and see how I’ve been doing since pulling off literally the greatest escape in the history of man.”

Adam groaned with genuine remorse as he audibly plopped onto the leather couch in his office.

“Yeah, I know. I’ve been fucking up,” he relented. “It’s just been crazy busy here, but I promise I’ve been thinking about you. How has everything been?”

“It’s been good,” I said happily. “It’s been an adjustment, but it’s also been indescribably awesome and everything I ever dreamed of.”

“Excellent. So you like your coworkers at Minx?”

“They’re fine. My boss is a little high strung, but she’s nice and she likes me. Yesterday, she said she would ‘literally die’ without me.”

“Bit dramatic.”

“And exactly how you feel about A.J.”

“Alright, relax, smart ass. And how do you like your job?”

“I fucking love it,” I grinned.

“Good,” Adam said, sounding genuinely pleased. “The job is all that matters—which reminds me.”

“What?”

“Have you seen Iain yet?”

My heart seized at the sound of Iain’s name off my brother’s lips, and I froze just as the bathroom door swung open.

And right on cue, Iain strode out—gloriously half-naked with his six-pack rippling like live porn before my eyes as he gave a final rub of his towel to his wet hair. He was wearing just a pair of navy boxer briefs, he still had water glistening on his skin and in the light of the day, he looked so absurdly fucking defined I wanted to lick every chiseled line on his body.

Fuck. Me. He was breathtaking—a Greek god on Earth, and to top it off, his smirking eyes were already on me, fixed tightly on me even as he strode across the room.

“Uhh,” I said into the phone, my brain short-circuiting till Iain’s gaze averted to the garment bag hanging on the door. I blinked hard, not even realizing when I’d sat up straight in bed. “Yeah,” I mumbled, answering again when I finally gathered the majority of my voice. “Yeah, I have. I’ve, um… definitely seen him.”

Every inch of him.

“Great. I’m happy to hear that. I told him to check in on you, but I wasn’t sure if he got around to it. He’s been busy as fuck.”

“He has,” I said distractedly, hypnotized while watching the rolling movement of Iain’s shoulder blades as he reached up to unzip the bag. God. “Yeah, he, um, mentioned that he’s been pretty swamped, but he’s managed to—” I paused. “Fit me in,” I finished carefully, making sure I didn’t mix up my words and say “fit in me.”

Which he has.

Despite being fucking huge.

I wanted to drool onto the sheets when Iain turned around, bestowing upon me the sunny, head-on view of his glorious dick pressed against his boxers. He wasn’t even fully hard right now, or even thirty percent hard right now, but the outline of his shaft and tip was so pronounced my mouth actually watered.

“Awesome. Iain’s the man,” Adam said, making me wince with the weirdest, most uncomfortable feeling ever. Thankfully, he followed his praise with non-Iain-related stories about the craziness of work, and how many new assholes A.J had ripped him this week. I managed to respond as if I were listening, but as Iain got dressed before me, I fully tuned out, completely lost by the time Adam said, “I mean that’s gotta be our first real drink together, right?”


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