Cambria Hebert

“You taking advantage of me?” I cracked.

“You smell like puke,” he rebutted. Then in a more sarcastic tone, he said, “Besides, you couldn’t get it up right now even if you wanted to.”

“For you I could.”

“Eat me.” He knocked my hand away.

I bet you’d taste good.

You park while I check in?”

I laughed beneath my breath and felt my face crack into a wide smile.

He trusted me with his car.

He didn’t trust anyone with it but me.

There was only one bed.

Trent was driving. I wasn’t sure he knew, but he was the only person I’d ever let drive my car.

“Try with me.” My words were abrupt.

His hazel eyes widened and the arms crossed over his wide chest fell to his sides. “What?”

“You want to try with a guy. See what it’s like… Use me.”

We kissed just to try.

To see if maybe there was something more between us than friendship.

We had an answer now. An unequivocal, resounding reply

“There’s no way in hell I’d have let Max touch you tonight.”

“Don’t say his name,” he intoned.

“You’re possessive,” I observed, feeling my lips tilt up.

“You’re protective,” he replied, giving me the same look.

“He’s not mine for you to take.”

“I think we both know that isn’t true,” she said kindly.

“He’s not mine for you to take.”

“I think we both know that isn’t true,” she said kindly.