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T-shirt with a chocolate
stain on it. Well, at least that explained Jake’s
shirtlessness.
    I had never thought of
myself as much of a sweets fan, but my mouth was definitely beginning
to water at the smell of chocolate. Or maybe it was from the
absolutely perfect chest just a few inches to my right, as Jake came
around the counter to stand next to me. I did my best to avoid
looking at him, but no matter, I was pretty sure the image of his
tattooed, well-muscled chest lightly dusted with dark hair would be
forever burned into my memory.
    “Here.”
Lucy put together a plate, with one brownie square from each pan.
“Tell us which one you think is better. And be honest.”
    “I really don’t
think I’m the best person to judge,” I told her weakly,
but couldn’t resist taking a bite of the first one.
    Oh wow. It practically
melted in my mouth and I could taste a tiny bit of salt, and was that
caramel? Whatever it was, it was amazing.
    “Good?”
Lucy asked.
    “Mmhmm,” I
managed, before lifting the second one to my lips.
    OH. MY. GOD.
    I practically fainted
as chocolate overwhelmed my senses.
    This is better than
sex, I thought.
    “Then you haven’t
been doing it right,” a low voice said.
    Oh my God, had I just
said that out loud?
    From the look on Jake’s
face, it was pretty clear I had. Immediately I put down the plate.
    “I have to go.”
I could feel my cheeks burning.
    “Wait.”
Lucy grabbed my arm, kindly not making mention of my weird outburst.
“You didn’t tell us which one you liked best!”
    “Uh.” I had
already forgotten which one had been the mind-blowingly delicious one
so I just pointed to one of the brownies on the plate. “That
one.”
    “Ha!” Lucy
pumped her fist in the air. “I knew it.”
    Jake didn’t say
anything, his eyes burning into mine.
    “Okay,” I
muttered. “Goodnight.”
    “Are you sure?”
Lucy asked. “We feel so bad about waking you.” She
elbowed Jake again. “Don’t we, Jake?”
    “Terrible,”
he said, now looking down into his empty glass, reminding me that I
was lusting over a guy that clearly enjoyed imbibing way too much.
Not my type at all. Even if he didn’t have a girlfriend, which
he obviously did.
    My internal temperature
returning to normal, I lifted my chin and gave him a frosty glare.
    “Just keep the
noise down,” I said, making my tone as icy as possible. “Some
of us have things they need to do before ten a.m.” And with
that I turned on my heel and, keeping my robe tight around my body,
headed back to my room.

 

Chapter 7
     
    Jake
     
    Dakota closed the door
and immediately turned on me.
    “Was that Ella?”
she demanded.
    “Yep,” I
said, feeling way drunker than I should have. Was it the whisky or
was it the sight of Ella, up close and personal wrapped completely in
black satin? Well, not completely, I thought, thinking of how tightly
the satin had pulled over her ass when she departed in a huff. And it
was short enough to leave a long, long expanse of leg for me to check
out. All that smooth creamy skin . . .
    My mind had already
begun to construct a new fantasy, one that involved pressing Ella
against my front door, my hands making short work of that slippery
robe of hers, lifting her up until those perfect legs were wrapped
around my hips, my dick pressing eagerly against her as I sucked her
nipples until they were hard in my mouth.
    Immediately I went to
the bar for another drink. Even her ice queen act hadn’t cooled
down the red hot desire I felt looking at her, that dark hair mussed,
her big eyes round and her cheeks just a little flushed. If Dakota
hadn’t been there, I don’t know if I would have been able
to keep myself from saying some very inappropriate and naughty things
to her in an attempt to get her to let me do even more inappropriate
and naughty things to her.
    What was wrong with me?
She was my neighbor and she had a boyfriend. Ella was off limits in
so many ways. And she was aggravating as fuck! I