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a year,” I mumbled back. “Drunken hookups are pretty much nonexistent when you aren’t partying anymore.”
    “ Goddamn it.” He groaned, dropping his forehead to my chest. “I haven’t had sex in fucking months .”
    “ Oh, poor you,” I said sarcastically, the thought of him having sex with anyone else pissing me right the hell off.
    My irritation was almost instantly forgotten as h is fingers began to move slowly, as if he didn’t even realize he was doing it, hitting the perfect spot inside me to have me crawling out of my skin. I whimpered deep in my throat and his head snapped up, his nostrils flaring as he took in my flushed face and clenched jaw.
    “ Fuck it. I’m clean,” he muttered frantically, pulling his fingers from me to yank down his boxer briefs. “Please tell me you’re clean and on the pill.”
    “ I’m clean,” I answered, staring at the V leading down to his thick cock, the hair trimmed short around it. “I can’t get pregnant.”
    He reached out to spread my knees wide, and ran his finger lightly from top to bottom before looking back up.
    “What do you mean?”
    “ I haven’t had a period in years, but there’s nothing wrong.” I paused, choosing my words carefully. “The doctors say I don’t have enough body fat and it’s messing with my cycle.”
    He watched me for a moment, his jaw tight, before dropping his hips to fit between my thighs.
    “I’ll buy condoms tomorrow,” he assured me in a low voice, his hand cupping the side of my face gently. “But I can’t wait.”
    With a swift thrust he buried himself to the hilt, and my face heated and tears blurred my eyes as emotion overwhelmed me. I didn’t know if it was the fact that it was the first time in years I’d felt actual intimacy with another person, how incredibly good it felt to have someone connected to me again, or the fact that it was Cody inside me. Whatever the cause, I felt warm tears roll into the hair at my temples as he began to move.
    He ’d been braced with one hand above my shoulder, but at the sight of my tears, he leaned down until our torsos were flush with both of his forearms braced beneath my shoulders on the bed, his hands cradling the back of my head as if we were hugging.
    He didn ’t say a word about my tears but paused, watching my face intently until I gave him a small, trembling smile.
    “ I’m good,” I rasped huskily.
    “ You’re beautiful,” he said quietly, dropping his forehead to mine.
    Then he began to move again, taking his time to find the things I liked, then using them until I was squirming under him and digging my nails into his back as I came.
    Half an hour later I la y in his arms, listening to Cody snore quietly as I drifted off to sleep. I’d stopped running and I didn’t regret it.
    Later, I ’d blame my mistake on all the fantastic sex endorphins.

Chapter 4
    Farrah
    I woke up at seven thirty the next morning to Cody’s hand on my ass and my phone playing the Beatles’ “With a Little Help from My Friends”—the Joe Cocker version—from somewhere in the mess on my floor. What can I say? I’m a fan, and Callie calls me the most often, so I picked a favorite for her ringtone.
    “ Noooo.” I groaned, checking the clock before pulling my pillow over my head. We’d finally fallen asleep after round two only a few hours before, and I dreaded dragging my ass out of the cocoon that held the heat of Cody’s body.
    “ Answer your phone, babe,” he slurred sleepily, clenching the hand on my ass as the phone stopped ringing and then started up again.
    “ No way in hell,” I mumbled back grouchily. “It’s your sister. You get it.”
    I realized my mistake seconds later when the covers were whipp ed up on Cody’s side of the bed, letting in the cold air I’d been avoiding, before I heard his gruff, “Hello? Yeah, you called Farrah.”
    “ Shit! Gimme the phone!” I yelped, wrestling out of the blankets. He ignored my waving arms and shaking head