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“Um…”
“Want me to show you?”
I nodded and he laid his hand over mine again. As he helped me raise and lower my body onto him, the combination of him inside of me and both our hands working my clit, I nearly collapsed when my orgasm hit. Austin rolled me onto my back and slid back inside of me, surging in faster and faster until I felt the pulse of his climax and found myself coming again despite the fact I was so wiped out.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and started to giggle.
He leaned up on his arms and smiled down at me. “I’m glad my love-making is comical.”
“I just came six times in less than an hour and was pretty much expecting you to do your thing while I lay there. But then I freakin’ came again, and I have no idea how I could possibly find the strength to not have it completely kill me, so yeah, I’m a little punchy.”
He chuckled. “My job is done.”
I smiled and stroked his neck. “If my parents ask why I’m walking funny, I need a cover story.”
Austin rolled off me and laughed. “Running injury?”
I snorted. “You need to know something about me. I don’t run. Even when being chased. They can just have me.”
“We’ll figure something out.” He slid off the bed and headed to the bathroom while I tried to maneuver my body of jelly under the covers. I was suddenly freezing.
Austin returned and climbed in beside me. “Doctor this week, yeah?”
“If I can get in, yes.”
He pulled me up against him. “We can always go to a clinic together. I’ll get tested so you don’t have to worry, and you can get on the pill.”
I rolled to face him. “Would there be any reason for me to worry?”
“I’m not a monk, babe.”
“I know,” I said. “But how long has it been since you’ve been with anyone?”
“I plead the fifth.”
“Why?” I asked slowly.
“Because it hasn’t been as long as you would probably like.”
“Just tell me.”
“About two weeks,” he said.
“What? Seriously?” I sat up. “Just a few days before you met me you were in a relationship?”
He shook his head and tugged me onto his chest.
“Hook up?” I asked.
“Yeah, babe. Had a few of those.”
“How many is a few?”
“You probably don’t want to know,” he admitted.
I bit my lip. “Who was the last one?”
“You probably don’t want to know that either.”
I pushed off of him and sat up on my knees. “Why don’t I want to know that?”
He dragged his hands down his face.
“Austin?” I pressed.
“Fuck,” he whispered. “Tiff.”
I let out a shocked squeal. “Tiff? As in the biker slut who was giving me the stink eye? That Tiff?”
“Yeah.”
“Ohmigod.” I scrambled off the bed and made a run for the bathroom, my stomach suddenly roiling. I couldn’t believe how sick I felt, and my stomach continued to rebel even after I’d emptied everything in it.
“Babe?” Austin called from behind the locked door.
“Go away.”
“Let me in.”
“No,” I grumbled. “I’m dying. You shouldn’t have to watch it.”
“You’re actually sick?”
I reached up and unlocked the door. “As opposed to?”
He peeked in. “I thought you were just upset.”
“Well, I’m that too.”
“I’m so sorry, baby.” He hunkered down beside me and pulled my hair away from my face. “You’re burning up.”
“Bonus.”
“I’m gonna run the bath.” He rose to his feet. “Let’s get that fever down.”
I stayed plastered against the toilet, buck naked, as my man filled the tub, grabbed towels, and then helped me off the floor and into the bath… also buck naked. I would have laughed had I not been so pathetically ill.
I dropped my head back against the rim of the tub and sighed. The warm water covered me all the way to my neck and it was divine.
“Dani?”
“Hmm,” I mumbled.
“I’m gonna call your brother, yeah?”
“Why?” I opened my eyes and frowned. He’d pulled on pajama bottoms and that kind of made me sad.
“Because you’re way too sick to go tonight, but I still need to talk to him.”
“Oh, right.” I closed my eyes again. “‘K.”
I vaguely registered his voice as he called my brother, but my body felt like lead and I didn’t even have the energy to listen.
“Babe?”
“Mmm?” Austin’s cool hand fluttered across my forehead.
“Wake up, baby. Gonna get you dried off and back into bed.”
“Can’t move.”
I groaned when I heard the clunk of the drain being opened and the water whooshing down the drain.
“Okay, baby, let’s get you up.”
I swallowed, my throat dry and rough. “No.”
“You’re gonna freeze if we don’t get you into bed.”
I forced my eyes open and frowned. “I don’t care.”
Austin chuckled as his hands went under my armpits and he lifted me onto shaky legs, wrapping a huge towel around my body and scooping me from the tub. He sat me on a chair in front of the mirror and gently brushed out my hair. Since I could barely keep my eyes open, he secured the mass with a scrunchy and then helped me back into bed.
I crawled under the sheets and sighed as the coolness of the pillowcase connected with my cheek.
“I’ll be back to check on you in a bit.”
“‘K,” I whispered, and passed out.
Booker
ELLIOT HARRIS ARRIVED at five o’clock, his countenance guarded, but not rude, and I ushered him into the great room. “Can I get you a beer?”
“I’d actually like to see my sister,” he said.
“Let me see if she’s awake.”
“I want to see her even if she isn’t.”
I nodded. “Follow me.”
I led Elliot down the hall to the master bedroom and slid the door open partially. Dani was lying on her back, her hair had come loose from the tie and fanned out over her face, and she was naked from the waist up.
“Give me a sec,” I said, and stepped into the room, pulling the covers back up her body.
