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Shameless (Enemies to Lovers 5)

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Instead of staying plastered to me like she did earlier, Evie steps away while glaring daggers my way.

“Why do you keep doing that?”

I shrug as I pull the wet shirt from my body. I start to undo my belt when Evie’s eyes widen, and she shrieks, “What are you doing?”

“Ahh… I’m getting out of the wet clothes because I’m fucking cold. I thought it was pretty obvious,” I shoot at her as I shove the drenched jeans down my legs.

Evie’s mouth opens and closes a couple of time while her eyes zero in on my chest before they skip down to my abs, and before landing on my cock, which is thankfully not at full mast due to the cold.

That’s until my eyes land on her tits and thanks to the rain we just walked through, her shirt is practically see-through.

“Go shower,” I growl at her as I turn away so she won’t see my rapidly hardening cock.

“Shower?” she gulps behind me.

I drag on a pair of sweats and grab the first shirt I see. I throw it at Evie and needing some distance from her so I can get rid of the hard-on, I snap, “Go shower. The last thing I need right now is for you to get sick.”

I immediately regret my harsh words when she looks at me as if I just drove over her puppy, then backed up to go over it again

“Evie,” I whisper full of regret, but she shakes her head and rushes into the bathroom.

When I hear her lock the door behind her, I close my eyes as remorse and anger pool in my chest until it feels like I might choke on it.

I brought Evie here so we could spend some time together and get to know each other better. It wasn’t to insult her while drooling over her like a boy who just discovered that girls have the magical power to make his dick hard while turning his brain into nothing but a flaccid muscle that’s of no use.

“Get your shit together!” I whisper angrily, annoyed with the unexplained strong physical reaction I have towards Evie.

I grab one of Mia’s sweatpants that somehow ended up in my closet again and go knock on the bathroom door.

“I have sweats you can wear.” When Evie doesn’t unlock the door and remains silent, I place it on the floor. “I’ll leave it at the door. I’m going to make some coffee. Take your time in there.”

“Thank you.”

The words are soft but I can still hear how dismayed she sounds and it guts me that I’m the reason.

“Hey, look,” I say, feeling like an idiot for talking to a closed door, “I’m sorry for being an asshole. I tend to act first and think later.”

“It’s okay.”

This time her voice is a little louder, but it does nothing to make me feel better about being a world-class dick.


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