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“You better go shower, you don’t want to be late for work.” He smiles before throwing back the covers and jumping out of bed exposing his large cock that is standing to attention.

“Don’t you want me to look after that?” I ask him.

He looks down at his cock and then back at me. “Sweetness, you’ll be late for work, I’ll rub one out later while sniffing a pair of your dirty underwear.”

“I don’t have time to play, my day is full of meetings.” I pout.

“Fine, I’ll wait till you get home. You owe me. I want you on your knees while I watch the sports highlights. Okay?”

I smirk as if he is going to be able to wait until after dinner. “Fine.”

“Go shower, I’ll see you down in the kitchen.” He throws the pillow back onto my bed and walks out of my room stark naked. Such a nice view. Why are guys asses so hot?

I’m showered and dressed and head downstairs, he’s working topless in the kitchen and has a pair of gray sweats, and I can tell he’s not wearing any underwear because his dick print is impressive in them.

“Like what you see?” He smirks as he packs up my breakfast.

“I do. This is lady porn right here,” I tell him.

“Lady porn?” he questions me.

“Cooking, shirtless with gray sweats and no underwear on.” I raise a brow at him.

“How do you know I don’t have any underwear on?”

“It’s the same as when a woman wears a shirt and no bra on and her nipples show through, I can see the imprint of your dick.”

“Can you?” he grins as he rubs it with one hand. “What’s he doing now?”

My eyes fall on the tenting in his pants. “Looks like he’s getting ready to meet your hand. I have to go,” I say, grabbing the container he’s just packed for me.

“This is true, you owe me tonight,” he warns.

“Cook dinner in this outfit and I’ll owe you twice.” I wink at him as I start to walk out of the kitchen.

“Consider it done. I’ve put together a tub of yoghurt and granola in there with an egg and bacon croissant,” he calls out. That’s more than I normally eat for breakfast, but it’s also very sweet.

“Thanks,” I call back to him as I grab my coat from the rack.

“You’re welcome. Have a good day at work,” he calls back as I hear him clatter around in the kitchen. I step out of my home with a smile on my face as I meet my driver.

“You got laid,” Eve says as soon as she walks into my office.

“Shh,” I hiss at my sister, looking around her to see if anyone heard. “And how did you know?”

“You’re glowing.” She smirks.

“No, I’m not.” I glare at her.

“Things seem to have progressed well with Pierre then.” She eyes me suspiciously.

I know we promised not to tell anyone, but Eve kind of already knows. “You can’t tell Vi or anyone, please,” I warn her. “We’ve been teasing each other for weeks and last night it came to a head.”

“I bet it did.” My sister chuckles.

“Eve!” I squeal.

“Am I wrong?” she argues. No, she’s not, but she doesn’t need to know that.

“We both agreed there is something physical there between us, but I told him that’s all it can be.”

“Friends with benefits?” Eve asks.

“Yeah, like that, but only until he moves out. After that we are just friends,” I explain to her.

“Why?”

“Because it’s a proximity thing.”

“You think you’re only sleeping together because you’re living together?” she asks.

“Well, yeah. I mean, if he was living at Harper’s or at a hotel, I wouldn’t have given him a chance.”

Eve mulls this over. “That is true. Was the sex bad? Is that why you don’t want to continue? Nothing worse when the chemistry is fire, but the sex isn’t.”

“The sex was amazing,” I whisper to her, worried someone will hear me. Not like you haven’t been touching yourself in your office for the past week but you’re worried someone might hear you say sex. True.

“Then don’t you want to keep having great sex?” she asks.

“Yes. But he’s going to be heading into training camp soon, then the season starts. He’s not going to have time.”

“So, you’re stopping it before he does,” Eve states.

“No. Not really. Okay. Yes. I have to keep up boundaries, Eve, for my own sanity. The man has been cooking me dinner every single night. He gives me foot massages. Does my washing and cleans the house,” I confess to her.

“I’m sorry. What did you say? That six-foot-five gorgeous man is wining and dining you as well as kept the home going. That’s hot, Issy.”

“It is. Especially when he cooks shirtless. He packed me breakfast this morning because he knows I never have time. He says breakfast is the most important meal of the day and doesn’t want me skipping it.”

“That is so cute, Issy,” Eve gushes. “Orgasms and food, that would be a direct path to my heart.”

“Your heart is more open than mine. Which is closed,” I remind her.

She waves my comment away. “You’re being stubborn, but I appreciate the resistance. Now that you’ve banged, do you feel better over the Pierre situation?”

“I don’t know. It’s still early days. Harper and Felix are together so I’m going to be around him whether I like it or not.”

“Are you going to be okay seeing him with someone else once you stop sleeping with him?” she asks.

“Of course,” I tell her, but Eve doesn’t look convinced. “My heart is guarded, don’t you worry.”

“Okay,” she says, before changing the subject and launching into work.