She didn’t say more, though, and we heard the floorboards creak, both of us spotting Will walking past and halting as soon as he saw us. His hair was sexy-messy as his jeans hung low on his hips, the top button undone, and he just stood there, his eyes falling down and then back up again, taking us in. I stood there in my tank and underwear, while Alex was still in his T-shirt and no pants. “Fuck my life,” he grumbled, shaking his head and continuing down the stairs to his door. “Use the tub if you want. Clothes are in the bureau,” he called out. “I’ll go get some breakfast. Stay here. Both of
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