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Penny draped herself against my back as I turned around to face him, her voice husky. “C’mon, Diesel. It’s not like I’m working right now.”

“You don’t usually give a shit if you’re on the clock or not anyway,” he grunted. “If you’re going to climb all over each other, take it elsewhere. I don’t want to see it.”

“Because you’re homophobic?” she asked with a giggle, and I swore he was going to hose her down with beer for being a bitch.

“No, because she's my daughter. I don’t care who she spends her time with as long as she’s happy,” he snapped, giving me a look that wasn’t hard to decipher. He didn’t like me fucking her in the slightest.

I sighed, turning in Penny’s arms to push her back a step. “Sorry, babe. Dad’s spoken. Besides, I’m spending time with Luna tonight, so I can’t sneak off to play with you.”

Penny ran her finger down my chest between my breasts, her eyes flickering with heat. “She’ll be fine. She’s left anyway.” I frowned, turning to find Luna gone. I swatted Penny’s finger away, giving her a filthy glare.

“You didn’t think to mention it when she took off?”

“I thought it was nice of her to give us some time alone,” she said with a shrug before gasping when I gave her a shove, sick of her hands on me. “Hey! What’s your problem?”

“Not interested,” I grunted out, stalking across the room in search of Luna. I knew she’d be around here somewhere since she’d gotten a ride with me and she was staying at mine for the night.

I found her outside, a cigarette hanging from her lips. Luna didn’t smoke a lot, she was mainly a mood smoker, so I knew she was annoyed.

“Hey. Why’d you leave?” I asked as I approached her, annoyance flashing across her face as she looked over at me.

“I don’t care who you sleep with, Riley, but I don’t want to watch you pawing over people all night. If I wanted to hang out with someone who was too busy trying to get laid, I’d hang out with my sister,” she grumbled, tensing as I stepped in front of her and dropped my hands to her slender waist. She was skinny, and she’d always hated how flat her body was.

All I could think about was how her perfect, small tits would fit in my hands, and how hot she’d look as I made her fall apart from under me. Having an hourglass figure or big tits and an ass didn’t mean shit to me.

“Let’s go. I’m not ditching you for pussy. I know how annoying it is when you bail on me for Stanley,” I promised, her eyes narrowing as she blew smoke in my face.

“You’re being a bitch again.”

“I won’t apologize for it either. He doesn’t deserve you,” I muttered, tickling her under the chin with a grin. “I’ll let you pick the movie though.”

Her eyes lit up a fraction, and I had to bite back a groan at my mistake. She had an obsession with romantic comedies that I didn’t share. I personally sucked at sitting still for long periods of time, so I didn’t make a habit of watching TV unless I was with Luna.

“I’ll hold you to that,” she teased, amusement in her eyes at my obvious misery, but I was too focused on trying not to kiss her to hear her properly. She wasn’t a virgin, but she was shy. Her plump lips would feel so good on mine, and I struggled not to test my theory about it. If I somehow convinced her to kiss me, it would ruin our friendship.

She was straight, and she’d made it clear a long time ago that she wasn’t into me. If I told her I was in love with her, it would make things awkward as fuck between us.

I took a step back, tugging my hood over my head so I could hide in it. “Let’s go then before I change my mind.”

She rolled her eyes but followed me to my Corvette, climbing in and helping herself to my music like she always did.“Dirty Mind”by Flo Rida spilled from the speakers, and I glanced at her as she got comfortable and tapped her fingers against her leg to the beat. The annoyance was gone from her face, and her shoulders had relaxed. I’d made the right choice in deciding to leave.

She had no idea how perfect she was. Not a single fucking clue.

I backed out of my parking spot, heading towards home, a comfortable silence between us. It was one thing I loved about Luna. She didn’t feel the need to talk all the time, being satisfied just by my presence. She didn’t shut up around Stanley though, acting like he’d leave the moment her mouth stopped moving.

I parked in the garage that was bigger than the average family home, leading Luna inside through the internal access, almost running straight into my brother, Ryder, who had his tongue down some skank’s throat and her fingers in his shaggy, black hair as they stumbled up the hallway.

“Really, Ry?” I growled, making him chuckle. He didn’t pay me anymore attention though as he continued dragging his evening date up to his room, slamming the door behind them. I rolled my eyes, taking Luna’s wrist and tugging her through to the kitchen. “He has no taste.”

She snorted, pulling back from my hold to walk beside me. “Didn’t you sleep with her?”

I frowned, staring up the empty hallway for a moment as if it would jog my memory before shrugging. “I don’t know. Probably. In my defense, I was probably drunk.” I quickly made a bowl of microwave popcorn before leading her up to my room, turning on the TV to use as a light.

We climbed under the blankets, getting comfortable as Luna picked a movie, then we settled in for the night.

As usual, Luna was out like a light shortly after turning it on. How come girls liked to pick a movie they knew you hated, then fall asleep ten minutes into it?

Keeping the movie running, I placed the popcorn on the bedside table so I could tuck Luna in properly. I had no idea how long I stared at her sleeping face before falling asleep myself.