The moment he slides his muscular arm around my body and pretends to be my boyfriend, I know I’m in trouble.  But inviting the guy I can’t shake loose home with us for a threesome? Yep, I’m done for. Especially when the guy in question—the one who can’t seem to take no for an answer—practically sprints away.  A handsome face, ripped muscles, and colorful ink decorating your arms will get you a second look.  Being sexy, funny, and intuitive are what end up sealing the deal. My insides are pinging like crazy, and I can’t remember the last time that happened. But he’s young. If I were smart, I’d walk away and forget about him.  But I can’t bring myself to do that. Which is exactly how I end up in his bed at the end of the night. Three orgasms later, and I’m sneaking out of his apartment at the crack of dawn.  I know that I’m never going to see him again because this was strictly a onetime deal.
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"What are you all sad bastard about, Garrison?  Someone run over your puppy?"  Roan claps me on the back before sliding onto the seat next to me.


Instead of responding, I hoist the bottle of beer I've been working on for the last twenty minutes to my lips before taking a long swallow.  Not that I thought it would, but it doesn't make the situation better.  It doesn't dull the pain like I'd hoped.  Even though it's been a few hours, the conversation-because I can't even say it was a fight-continues to churn in my head.


I've picked up my phone a dozen times and thought about apologizing for getting bent around the axel.  It's not like she wasn't right-I told her that I'd give her time, and we could take things slow.


I need more than what she's willing to give.  Even though I didn't realize it before, these feelings have been brewing in me for a while.


I give him a tight shrug.  "Nothing much.  Just tired."


Chapter 33: Liam