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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I clear my throat along with those thoughts.  "Thank you for coming.  I was going to call my car service to repair the tire."


His gray gaze locks on mine, holding it captive until my knees turn weak.  "It's not a big deal.  I'll have it changed in no time and you can be on your way."


I shift my weight, wishing this was easier.  "Well, thank you.  I appreciate you getting here so quickly."


Emotion flickers in his gaze.  Silence stretches between us and I wonder if he'll address the strange situation we now find ourselves in.  Instead, he says, "Is there a spare in the trunk?"


Air rushes from my lungs.  "Yes!"  I back away to the front of the car.  "I'll pop open the trunk."


His attention stays focused on me as he nods.


I have no idea what he's thinking.  Is he happy to see me or does it no longer matter?


Chapter 49: Gia