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Fuck. I can barely hear myself think here.

The doorbell sounds. I wonder how many more people we can cram into this place before we get a noise complaint from the neighbors.

Blowing out a breath, I yank open the door without looking into the peephole.

Suddenly, my night turns from dreary to a lot better.

Because my Nova is standing on the other side.

My lips hike up as I take in her appearance—her thick hair tied into a braid, her luscious body poured into a formfitting black tank top and jeans. She’s holding two large paper bags.

She beams and pulls out a six-pack of beer—Pintzer, of course—and a bottle of lavender and honey iced tea from Estelle’s. I grab the other heavier bag from her.

“What’s this?” I peer inside.

“Take a guess.” She bites her plump bottom lip, a devious glint in her eyes.

My cock twitches, and I lose my train of thought, immediately reliving the scandalous night we had last week, where I made her come two more times after I took her virginity.

Fuck. I’m the only man who’s been with her.

More heated blood rushes to my groin.

Alexis’s eyes widen at whatever she sees on my face, and she licks those tempting lips again. The sounds from the party fade away and all I can hear are my rioting heartbeats as I fight the urge to hoist her over my shoulder, caveman style, and have my way with her in the bedroom.

“I swear if you keep looking at me like that, I’ll—”

“Firefly! You made it!” Liam claps my shoulder and I jump.

Shit. I really need to be more careful, but I always lose my mind around her.

She grins at her brother. “I didn’t think you’d invite me to your ‘precious’ party.”

“Eh. I figured you’re in college and all, so you’re probably partying it up now.”

“I was partying it up in high school.”

Liam shakes his head. “I don’t want to know about it. So, what have you got there?” He eyes the drinks in her hand.

“They’re for me, Liam. Don’t even think about it.” I close the door behind Alexis.

“Dude, how do you know they’re for you? It’smybirthday.” He grabs the six-pack, looks at the label, and blanches. “Ugh. Pintzer. Never liked the taste. You have at it.”

He shoves the drinks at me before he slings an arm around Alexis, the way a protective older brother will.

“Seriously, Firefly, don’t you know by now your brother likes whiskey and not beer? And if I had to drink beer, it’d be Colgan’s? Fail, sis. Complete fail. And where’s my birthday present?”

Alexis chuckles. “Charles and I already took you out for your birthday two nights ago. My presence is your present.”

“Cheapskate.”

“You have your trust fund! I don’t get my trust fund yet. Get your own present!”

The two squabble and I laugh under my breath. Liam ruffles Alexis’s hair.

My two most favorite people in the world.

A slither of unease curls around my gut.You can royally fuck this up by sleeping with her. Fuck, you’ve probably fucked it up already. He’ll never forgive you if he ever finds out.