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before his eyes.
    Bella took hold of his shoulder and squeezed at the same time she cupped one of her tits and teased her nipple with the pad of her thumb. He couldn’t look away from the sight.
    Oh. Fuck.
    Travis came before he even realized he was ready. She seized up and moaned low in her throat, and then her body jerked against his. She didn’t stop rubbing herself on his cock and she never took her gaze from him.
    Travis, on the other hand, kept looking between her fingers toying with her nipple to her eyes. He was still coming when she captured his lips and whimpered into his mouth.
    “You’re definitely hotter than summer, baby.”
    “I don’t think it’s just me.” She slid off his lap and held her hand out. “We made a mess on you.”
    Travis looked down. “That we did.”
    “How about a shower, then we can clean your jeans?”
    “Would love one. I’ll clean up out here and meet you under the water.”
    “Are you staying the night?”
    Travis was caught by the question she’d casually tossed over her shoulder before disappearing into the bathroom. He hadn’t thought one way or the other about spending the night in her bed. He would take her to work the next few mornings and bring her home, but sleeping with her?
    Could he? Would he?
    He sure as hell wanted to. Able to touch her whenever he wanted, roll her over and make love to her whenever the urge struck him? Oh yeah, he wanted to stay, but should he? Would it be fair to her?
    He waited until he heard the shower turn on to begin tidying the kitchen. He’d deal with her question if she asked it again because right then, in that moment, he just didn’t know what answer to give.
    * * * * *
    Thursday Morning
     
    “Did you sleep here last night?”
    Travis looked up from where he sat on the edge of the worn leather sofa in his office. “For the few hours I actually slept, yeah.”
    “Why?”
    “Was working.” Technically that was true. At least once he got back to the garage.
    “I called you,” Miles stated with a hint of accusation. Travis chose to ignore it. He was tired, hadn’t slept but a few winks here and there and been up the rest of the night working on Bella’s car. He’d called a yard down in Knoxville yesterday afternoon about a transmission. He had hers out of the car and the replacement would be in that afternoon. The fuel injection system simply needed a flush and by the time the transmission arrived, he should have everything he needed to finish the job.
    And as exhausted and worn-out as he was, he wasn’t in the mood to deal with an inquisition. About the only thing he wanted to exert energy over was a shower and Bella, with her nonstop sexual appetite focused on him.
    “Busy,” was all he said, hoping to avoid the conversation and resulting confrontation.
    “Busy, huh? Saw you leave town yesterday afternoon with Bella Drake in your truck.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Well?”
    God, he hated the third degree and having to explain himself. He’d told Bella he could handle any shit that came his way as a result of being seen with her and he’d meant it. He’d just hoped he didn’t have to handle it from Miles so soon. “Well what?”
    “What was she doing in your truck?”
    “What business is it of yours?” The brothers glared at each other. Miles was the only person besides Travis’ father who could make the vein in his temple throb. No one else had been able to get close enough to push his buttons the way they could. “Shit, Miles. I drove her home, all right?” Travis tossed out.
    “What the hell, Trav? She’s bad news. That whole family is. What’s left of ’em, anyway.”
    “She’s not her brother.” Travis had said as much to Bella yesterday. Guilt by association was all it was and yet people wanted to make it out as more.
    “Doesn’t make her any less guilty.”
    “I don’t have time for this, Miles. I’ve got a full garage today and a couple of new jobs coming in.” A change of topic was necessary.