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fingers in you, Addison."
    "God, yes," I moan, pressing my head back into the pillow, stroking my finger in and out of myself seductively slow. My tongue darts out, moistening my lips, lips that crave to taste his, to travel over his neck, down his hard chest. I run my nose through his dark brown happy trail, light hairs smelling of man tickling as my lips kiss their way down to give him a special exam.
    "Little wider for me."
    I bend my legs up, feet flat against the sheets and let my knees fall wantonly open to the side…as wide and willing for him as I can be.
    Surely this is some joke. The fucking phone trills out again. I try to ignore it, speeding up the finger inside me, slick and seeking explosion. Someone's overly persistent and calling AGAIN, and my erotic mood's officially stolen away. Even more frustrated now, which I wouldn't have thought possible, I stomp, naked and soaking wet, to grab the damn phone.
    "Hello?" I bark without even checking the ID.
    "Moe? You okay?"
    I release an exasperated stream of air. "Yes, Brady, I'm fine. I would've texted you later, jeez. Ever think I might be busy?" A deaf person would pick up the aggravation in my voice right now.
    "I only wanted to check on you but you didn't answer my text or call," he says, sweet concern lacing his voice. "I got worried, that's all."
    Well shit. I sigh heavily, feeling bad. "I know, I'm sorry. Helluva day. I'm dying for a long shower and an early night with a good book. I'll talk to you later, okay?" 
    There's a pause, and then he softly replies. "Okay. Call if you need me. Anything and I'm there." With that he hangs up and I slump back into my sofa.

    The "mood" vanished, I take an extended cold shower, slip on some light pajamas, and fall asleep by the third chapter of the new action-thriller topping the charts. Normally, I prefer a steamy romance, but opted not to torture myself further.
    When I wake in the morning, I'm even crankier and exceptionally aware of my lack of release. Thanks to the vivid, vocal dreams, I tossed and turned through the night; so much for the book theory.
    At least it's Thursday. Close to the end of the work week, Tiko night, and a morning I have time to head to the gym. That's always a way of boosting endorphins, as though I need more.
    I skim through a shower, since there's another one coming up after my workout anyway, and pull my long, dark brown hair in a high ponytail. Bag in hand, dressed to work it hard today, I'm out the door fifteen minutes later.
    The drive to the gym is a short one and the lot is close to empty at this time of the morning. I swipe my card and head to the ladies' locker room to put away my bag before I head to the floor. Turning the corner, hurrying to snag my favorite treadmill in front of the TV, I smack into the hard chest of Percy, my favorite To the Max employee.
    "Sorry, Addison," he tries for an apologetic grin, "are you alright?"
    "Fine," I toss a hand in dismissal and snicker, "since I ran in to you. How are you?"
    Percy's always been nothing but a cheerful, helpful gentleman to me, despite Brady's blatant hatred toward him, but this morning something is off. He sighs heavily and glances away, then back to me timidly, as though having to talk to me is killing him. "Crap," he mutters, scrubbing a hand down his face. "Not sure what to do here. It's my business, job and all, but maybe not in the way where I should tell you, but you seem like such a nice person, and—"
    "Percy," I place a hand on his arm, hoping to ease whatever's so obviously bothering him to the point of distraught rambling, "what is it?"
    "Your boyfriend," he growls.
    A relieved chuckle pops out. "I wasn't aware I had one of those."
    "Brady? Your boyfriend?"
    I shake my head and offer him a reassuring grin. "Not even close, just a good friend. So quit worrying." But… "Why, what'd he do?"
    "Oh thank God," his whole body goes lax, "well sorta. I could have sworn you two were an item and I had no clue how I was gonna