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Kole’s head pops up from a table near the door as I enter, and … whoa. Kole’s wearing glasses. Black, square ones that frame his eyes, and all my blood flows south. If you’d asked me two seconds ago if I had a nerd kink, the answer would have been hell no, because someone like Foster’s boyfriend, Zach, would have come to mind. But this … tall, chiseled features, and glasses? I’ve found my new weakness.
“What about emotionally unavailable guys who treat people like shit? Because I’m that too. Don’t pigeonhole me, dude.”
“What if I promise not to fall in love with you? Then will you let me suck your dick?”
“You can go out with whoever you want.” As long as their name starts with A and ends in sher.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs against my skin. “And you’re mine. All mine.”
“Kole …” He cards his fingers through my hair and tugs me up to look at him. A weighted silence passes between us before he whispers one word. “Mine …” I nod. “I’m yours.”
“So you’re the one who broke the porch gutters.” The deep, authoritative voice almost makes me shit myself.