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Be still my cold dead heart.
“You feel a bit salty, Sy. Were you swimming in the ocean with daddy earlier today?” I go stiff. Wait—no. My arms—my—shit, not my dick. My dick is definitely not going stiff at hearing a gorgeous woman call me ‘daddy.’
But then, just before we got to the apartment complex, he pulled into a little strip mall and bought me tacos. “You said you were hungry,” he said with an indifferent shrug.
JAKE (10:45AM): Aww, you miss me, baby? Need something pretty to look at?
JAKE (10:49AM): If you leave me for J-Lo, I swear I’m gonna walk into oncoming traffic
“Huh, small world, isn’t it? You know, I once sat in first class with Denzel Washington?”
“You really think I could forget my Seattle Girl? Baby, you’re all I think about.”
“Jake, we can’t do this.” Oh, fuck me. My name on her lips is stronger than a shot from cupid’s bow straight to my dick. “Say it again.” She looks up at me. “We can’t do this.” “No.” I shake my head. “Say my name.”
“Ten months,” I say, my gaze locked on her. “Ride out your contract. I’ll play nice.” I lean in. “But the second it’s over, you’re mine, Seattle. You’re not leaving me again.”
“At the very least, Caleb is gonna see right through me,” he adds. “We don’t have secrets, Rachel.”
“Oh baby, just you wait. I’ve got the next ten months to slow burn the fuck out of this.”
I keep leaving, but they always add me back in.
Jake and Caleb are pretty boys—perfect jaws, cheekbones for days, the floppy jock hair. All-American athletes. But Mars is…wild. He looks like the toughest guy on a hockey team had sex with a Viking and made a super baby.
“Rachel,” he calls over his shoulder. “Her name’s Rachel,” a guy echoes, and then all the guys are saying it.
CALEB (2:07PM): I had nothing to do with this. Asshole took my phone UNKNOWN (2:07PM): And now I have your number. Just face it, we’re inevitable, Seattle That message is followed up with a picture of Jake giving ‘fuck me’ eyes. Then a second of him with Caleb in a headlock. I groan. Just slather me with butter and jam because I am so fucking toast.
“Saw you over here,” I call over the music. “Just wanted to say hi.” He just blinks at me.
Novy and Morrow wave like a pair of idiots.
I smile down at my phone. Why does the idea of Caleb seeing my picture on Jake’s phone give me a secret thrill?
“Good girl. You look so beautiful,” he croons.
“You give me a chance, and I’ll be so damn good to you. I’ll treat you so right, baby. You’re it for me.”
“Good. Then get rid of that dirty look in your eyes. I’m not Seattle right now. I’m Doctor Price.
I bet he can name more Disney princesses than me.
His face blanches whiter than an almond. “But the other guys all said—” He pauses, and we just stare at each other. Then his cheeks go from white to red. “Oh, fuck those guys! I’m gonna kill Novy.” Then he’s dropping to his knees to snatch up the shorts.
“You have to sit with me.”
“I don’t melt for you, Jake Compton,” she murmurs, holding my gaze. “I burn.”
“Yeah, Sanny!” “Get a room!” “Kiss her good, Sanford!”
“I’m Rachel,” Hurricane replies, holding out a hand. “Caleb’s girl. Who the fuck are you?”
“Later, Alligator!” “Bye, Asteroid!”
Secretly-pines-after-his-best-friend-but-will-never-admit-it queer.
fuck our girl
“Taste.” Jake doesn’t hesitate to suck his wet fingers into his mouth, letting out a satisfied groan. “Good boy.” Ohmygod. I shiver as Jake shivers. We’re both so turned on by this, we might orgasm without any stimulation.
“You want me to stop talking too?” I tease. “Why don’t you put my mouth to work.”
“Please, Cay,” Jake pants behind me, his hips slapping against my ass as he fucks me so good.
“Suck my cock, Hurricane.”
Next to me, Rachel goes stiff, and I hear Caleb’s muttered ‘fuck’s sake’. What? Do they actually expect me to have a threesome in a mop closet and have no comment? Have they even met me?
“But this isn’t just sex for me, Rachel,” Jake adds, his face solemn. “Hell, at this point, I’ll settle for just breathing your air. I’ll rub your feet on the couch after a long day. I’ll do your laundry. I’ll hold your purse while you shop for trail mix. That’s how crazy I am about you. I have to be me, and this is who I am. This is how I feel. Move in and be with me. With us. Whatever that looks like to you, we’ll figure it out. Just give me more than this nothing. I can’t bear another second of the nothing.”
“Oh, god. Okay. Breathe, everyone,” Jake says,
“Three platonic fuck buddies and a hyperactive dog. What could possibly go wrong?”
What is your brand of perfume? Damn it, no. You want her to know that you sniff her now too?
I smile. “She’s Caleb’s girl too.”
“Please, daddy,” I whimper, loving the way his eyes flash with hunger and triumph. Oh yeah, Cay screams daddy dom kink. My control freak. Mr. Fixes Everything.

