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text message woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus before reaching for my phone.
    Beau: G’ morning
    The shock of seeing his name on my phone this early had me sitting up quickly and then flopping back down against my pillow as last night’s events rushed back to me. I could almost feel Beau’s lips on my shoulder and I shivered under the covers.
    Beau: When u wake up call me
    I should ignore him. I should ignore these texts and pretend like last night never happened. But the memory of his breath in my ear and his hands caressing my arms threw all my good intentions out the window.
    Me: I’m awake now
    In less than a minute my phone rang. I had a decision to make and fast. I either ignore his call and save both Beau and me the future trouble. Or I answer and forget about the consequences.
    “Hello.”
    “Hey.” His voice made me instantly glad I answered.
    “About last night,” I began.
    “I want to see you today,” he interrupted.
    My heart pounded in my chest and I smiled up at the ceiling. He wanted to see me.
    “Okay,” I replied quickly.
    “Do you mind coming here?”
    “Your place?” I asked.
    “Yeah, I’ve got some things I need to do for Mom. Why don’t you come keep me company?”
    I sat up in bed grinning like an idiot.
    “I’ll be there in thirty minutes. Have you eaten?”
    “No, not yet.”
    “I’ll bring breakfast then,” I replied.
    “Sounds good.”
    “Okay, bye.”
    He hesitated a minute then said, “See ya soon.”
    My heart was going at warp speed as I jumped up and headed to the kitchen to make some biscuits before taking a shower.

    Beau
    I reached for my phone for at least the tenth time to call and cancel when Ashton’s Jetta spun into the gravel drive outside.
    Great.
    I’d successfully fought off my good intentions just long enough for her to get here. This was bad. Hurting people isn’t something I have issues with, but hurting Sawyer? That’s out of the question.
    Ashton stepped out of her car wearing another short dress and carrying a plate of food. Watching the sway of her hips under the wispy fabric as she made her way toward me, the corners of her mouth turned up in a shy little smile, I decided I didn’t care if I was being a dirtbag. Sawyer wasn’t here and I couldn’t seem to help myself.
    My cousin should have stayed his ass home.
    “I made sausage biscuits,” she said as she approached the door.
    “Yum, I’m starving,” I replied, holding the door open for her. The breeze ruffled her hair as she walked past me. Why did she have to smell so damn good? I closed the door and turned around to drink her in. Last night when I’d left her I’d gone straight to Nicole. Reminding myself who I was had been vitally important. Nicole had been very willing but my body couldn’t seem to forget how good Ashton felt curled up against me.
    “I didn’t expect you to call me,” Ashton said softly while studying the plate of biscuits in her hands. I’d had a moment of intense weakness when I’d woken up from an incredibly good dream she had starred in. All I could think about was being near her again.
    “I hated the way we left things last night.”
    She blushed and glanced up at me. “I’m really sorry about how I acted.”
    Damn, damn, damn, I wasn’t going to be able to resist her. Pushing Sawyer to the deep dark forgotten part of my mind I walked over to her and took the plate of biscuits and sat them down on the counter.
    “I told you last night, I started it. I should be the one apologizing.”
    She let out a small laugh and stared down at her feet.
    “No, I distinctly remember it being my leg that was hiked up in your lap and my hand that was up your shirt. You had completely stopped touching me. Thanks for trying to take the blame off me but I was there, Beau.”
    I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. Right now I didn’t care who she belonged to. I wanted her and I couldn’t see past my need.
    “Look at me,” I