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“I’m staying,” I bite out and shove open my door.

Like I’m gonna let some asshole named Griff give my girl a ride home. I see how that skirt rides up her legs when she’s sitting in a car. No way in hell am I letting another man see that. Not up-fucking-close.

Shutting the door, I roll out my neck as I walk to the sidewalk and wait for Maddie to join me.

When she approaches me with her eyes lowered, a pang strikes me in the center of my chest.

I’m an idiot.

Maddie wasn’t trying to dismiss me. She just didn’t want to ask me for a favor.

“Fuck,” I run a hand down my face. “I’m sorry.”

“Hmm?” her tone is light, but she won’t lift her eyes.

She’s pretending like I didn’t hurt her feelings just now and it makes me even madder at myself.

Stepping into her path, I wrap my arms around her small body and hug her to my chest.

“I’m sorry. I’m an asshole.” I press my lips to the top of her head.

Her back rises with an inhale, then she melts into me. “You’re not an asshole.”

She’s so small that my arms encircle her, and the fragility of it all seems to hit me all at once.

“I am. I didn’t mean to snap at you.” I kiss her hair again. “If you’re gonna be with me, you’ll eventually see all my flaws.”

“You don’t have flaws.”

“Aw, Baby, you’re cute but you’re wrong.” I can feel her scoff. “My first, and biggest flaw, is that I’m a jealous piece of shit.”

She shakes her head against me. “You’re not a piece of shit.”

“More than I hope you’ll ever know. Can you forgive me?”

“There’s nothing to forgive.” Maddie’s hands press into my back, on either side of my spine. Her arms are too short – or I’m just too big – for her hands to meet behind me. “And I promise there’s nothing for you to be jealous over. Why would I want anyone else when I have you?”

And just like that, I’m horny as fuck.

My cock starts to thicken and I squeeze my eyes shut.

I’m trying to apologize for being a dick. I can’t walk into her work with a hard-on.

Then stop picturing her pinned beneath you, your cock stretching her wide.

Scolding myself doesn’t make it any better. Because now all I can think about is that soft yellow dress bunched around her waist and her soft cries in my ear.

Her hands flatten against my back, “Axel?”

“Yeah?” I take one final breath full of her scent then straighten, putting a few inches of distance between us.

“If you get bored, I can give you my house key. Then you can come back and get me when I’m done. Since you can’t go home.”

“Can’t I?”

She shakes her head as she takes a step away from me, “No, because you promised me another round with that big fat dick.”

“Minx,” I growl and lunge at her.


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