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1 " The door opened and Keelie came out, still wearing the T-shirt she’d slept in. It was his and he was going to bronze it, or maybe sleep with that damn thing, because it would smell like her . . .“Can I borrow the shirt?” she asked, tearing him out of his fantasy.He blinked. “Ah. Yeah.” Okay. Keelie walking around wearing his shirt did something to his brain that just wasn’t conducive to conversation, but he managed a fairly normal smile as he picked up his coffee. “There’s coffee.”Keelie gave him a grateful smile. “I need it.”Her hands closed around the cup and she lifted it up to her lips.He watched, practically mesmerized as she took a sip. A soft sound, somewhere between a moan and a sigh, escaped her.His dick hardened.How in the hell could she get him worked up just by drinking coffee? "
― Shiloh Walker , Razed (Barnes Brothers, #2)
2 " I’ll ask her if I can call her. I’ll ask her out again. If it keeps going well, I’ll be happy to know you’re nice and annoyed, wondering if every time her phone buzzes at work, it’s because I’m sending her texts you’d rather not think about.”Zach shoved the heel of his hand against his eye. “That girl is like a sister to me. Why you gotta do that, man?”“Hey, I had to take pictures of your wife. Naked pictures.”“A picture fairy took those, remember?” Zach shot him a dark look. Then he sighed grimly. “Let’s get this show on the road. You need to get back and make yourself all pretty for your fucking date.”Zane snorted. “Unlike you, superstar, I don’t need to make myself pretty for a date. I already am pretty. "
3 " Unaffected by Javi’s presence, Anais pinned Keelie with a wide, direct stare. “Listen, no matter what, no matter how hot you think this guy is—and he is hot, I’ve seen him—no matter how hot he is, you can’t give him a blow job on the first date.”The bell over the front door jingled, shattering the silence that had fallen after Anais’s declaration.She might have said something—anything—to ease the embarrassment crawling through her.But then she heard a familiar voice.“Hey . . . anybody around?”That embarrassment exploded and, suddenly, she had a hard time breathing. Her heart raced. Blood crashed in her ears. Her hands felt hot and sweaty.“Did you hear me, Keelie?” Anais asked, lifted a brow. The hoop there caught the light, shining back. “No blow—”Blow jobs. She clapped her hand over Anais’s mouth just as Zane Barnes appeared in the doorway. Yes. It was exactly who she’d thought it was. Anais was going on about blow jobs and now—An image formed in her mind. Full-blown, so detailed it might have actually happened, and larger than life.Stop it, she mentally shrieked. Stop it right now. "
4 " I bet they’re sexting,” Javi said, his face straight. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zach wince, then, carefully, his expression went blank. "
5 " He nuzzled her neck and then murmured, “I kind of need a favor.”He sounded . . . softer.Zane was always so controlled and calm, polite with it, but almost . . . rigid. Now he sounded sleepy and warm and she just wanted to cuddle up against him and sleep.But he said he needed a favor.She didn’t let herself tense up.She’d stopped trusting guys—if she’d ever trusted them—a long time ago. There were a very, very few exceptions. But . . . this was Zane.He was watching her with a patient, almost knowing look and she had to fight the urge to cringe as he reached up and rubbed the bridge of his nose.“I seem to have misplaced my glasses. Can you help me find them?”She blinked.“Is that . . . that’s all you need?”He pushed a hand through her hair. “Well, I’d love to find a way to solve world hunger, but I’ll settle for my glasses. For now, at least. And maybe that shower, with you. "
6 " Nobody said your face had to be on them. I can focus solely on the designs. People would never know it was you. Like . . .” He stopped and showed a cute little dragonfly, perched on the pale white curve of a woman’s hip.A soft growl escaped Zach. “When did she let you take that?”Keelie glanced at Zach and then Zane, saw the glint in his eyes. “Aw, come on, man. You know Abby is like my kid sister. I told her we needed to get some images for the women’s gallery. She was in her swimsuit when I took it. Relax.”“Fuck you,” Zach said, shortly. "
7 " I’ve all but been your slave for the past three years, Keelie. You just never noticed. "