fisted his hands and counted to ten, eyes closed. “Shut the
goddamn door next time.”
“I‟m used to living alone. If you don‟t like the view, don‟t come in.”
She was being intentionally obtuse.
Swearing, he opened his eyes. “If you don‟t stop teasing me, you won‟t
like what happens next.”
Because he felt like a pressure cooker about to explode. What he‟d
done to her the last time he‟d spent the night with her would look like gentle
hand-holding compared to the need charging through his bloodstream. If he
unleashed that on her, God help them both.
Alyssa merely sent him a calm, considering glance. “Then leave.”
He exhaled roughly and stared at the ceiling. “I‟m trying.”
“Let me help you,” Tyler offered, his voice mere inches behind Luc.
As Luc turned, the bouncer shouldered his way in, drifting farther into
the little bathroom. He moaned appreciatively at the sight of Alyssa bathing.
“Damn, you look gorgeous, baby. Where‟s a camera when I need it?”
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” Luc demanded. “Get out!”
Tyler glared over his shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“I‟ve been staying here since Homer gave my room away.” Luc
crossed his arms over his chest. “How did you get in?”
The bouncer sent him a gloating smile. “I have a house key.”
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Those five words jolted Luc. Yes, he‟d suspected they were lovers, but
this sealed the deal.
If Alyssa was going to let Tyler barge in and stay, Luc couldn‟t remain
here, knowing they were fucking—or worse, hearing them. Getting out was
his only option.
Yet he couldn‟t make himself walk out and leave her to share her bed
with Tyler.
The other man reached around him and grabbed a towel off the rack
and held it up. “Out you go. I need to see you.”
Alyssa speared him with an impatient glare. “Now?”
Tyler nodded. “I tried to call and tell you I was on my way.”
“I think I left my phone in Luc‟s SUV. ” She sighed. “Can‟t a girl get
some peace?”
Despite her protest, Alyssa stood, water cascading down her golden
skin, nipples beaded and dripping. The sight charged Luc‟s need for her
again. Turbo-juiced and on fire, his sex drive overloaded his good sense.
“Let‟s go,” Tyler demanded.
“She stays with me,” he snarled.
Shaking her head, Alyssa sent him a smile of apology. “This must be
urgent. Hopefully, Tyler and I won‟t be too long.”
What was urgent? Tyler‟s need to fuck her? Couldn‟t be more urgent
than his own.
Damn, Luc couldn‟t believe that Alyssa had chosen the beefy caveman
over him. After she‟d been relentlessly tormenting him, nearly giving him a
blow job mere hours ago? After more than hinting all day that she wanted
him? She was giving Tyler her attention.
Alyssa stepped out of the tub and allowed Tyler to wrap the towel
around her, draw her body against his. He slurped water off of her soft
shoulder and groaned.
Motherfucking son of a bitch! Luc grabbed the door, barely resisting
the urge to punch Tyler in the face.
Why hit the man because the woman they both wanted had chosen? If
he should be angry with anyone, it was himself, for wanting her in the first
place.
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“Do whatever the fuck you want. Looks like you‟re going to anyway.”
Luc slammed the door and stalked out into the night.
NOT at all proud of himself, Luc stood across the street from Alyssa‟s
darkened house, whiskey bottle in hand, and waited. He‟d been here for
the past hour, and now that it was nearly four in the morning and he was
well on his way to drunk and angrier than ever.
She‟d chosen Tyler. Even now they were inside fucking like mad while
he wandered the park, his proverbial dick in his hand, wishing like hell that
he was in Tyler‟s place. This, after Luc had turned her down more than
once, fucking idiot that he was.
To make matters worse, he‟d picked up a message from Emily
goddamn door next time.”
“I‟m used to living alone. If you don‟t like the view, don‟t come in.”
She was being intentionally obtuse.
Swearing, he opened his eyes. “If you don‟t stop teasing me, you won‟t
like what happens next.”
Because he felt like a pressure cooker about to explode. What he‟d
done to her the last time he‟d spent the night with her would look like gentle
hand-holding compared to the need charging through his bloodstream. If he
unleashed that on her, God help them both.
Alyssa merely sent him a calm, considering glance. “Then leave.”
He exhaled roughly and stared at the ceiling. “I‟m trying.”
“Let me help you,” Tyler offered, his voice mere inches behind Luc.
As Luc turned, the bouncer shouldered his way in, drifting farther into
the little bathroom. He moaned appreciatively at the sight of Alyssa bathing.
“Damn, you look gorgeous, baby. Where‟s a camera when I need it?”
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” Luc demanded. “Get out!”
Tyler glared over his shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“I‟ve been staying here since Homer gave my room away.” Luc
crossed his arms over his chest. “How did you get in?”
The bouncer sent him a gloating smile. “I have a house key.”
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Shayla Black
Those five words jolted Luc. Yes, he‟d suspected they were lovers, but
this sealed the deal.
If Alyssa was going to let Tyler barge in and stay, Luc couldn‟t remain
here, knowing they were fucking—or worse, hearing them. Getting out was
his only option.
Yet he couldn‟t make himself walk out and leave her to share her bed
with Tyler.
The other man reached around him and grabbed a towel off the rack
and held it up. “Out you go. I need to see you.”
Alyssa speared him with an impatient glare. “Now?”
Tyler nodded. “I tried to call and tell you I was on my way.”
“I think I left my phone in Luc‟s SUV. ” She sighed. “Can‟t a girl get
some peace?”
Despite her protest, Alyssa stood, water cascading down her golden
skin, nipples beaded and dripping. The sight charged Luc‟s need for her
again. Turbo-juiced and on fire, his sex drive overloaded his good sense.
“Let‟s go,” Tyler demanded.
“She stays with me,” he snarled.
Shaking her head, Alyssa sent him a smile of apology. “This must be
urgent. Hopefully, Tyler and I won‟t be too long.”
What was urgent? Tyler‟s need to fuck her? Couldn‟t be more urgent
than his own.
Damn, Luc couldn‟t believe that Alyssa had chosen the beefy caveman
over him. After she‟d been relentlessly tormenting him, nearly giving him a
blow job mere hours ago? After more than hinting all day that she wanted
him? She was giving Tyler her attention.
Alyssa stepped out of the tub and allowed Tyler to wrap the towel
around her, draw her body against his. He slurped water off of her soft
shoulder and groaned.
Motherfucking son of a bitch! Luc grabbed the door, barely resisting
the urge to punch Tyler in the face.
Why hit the man because the woman they both wanted had chosen? If
he should be angry with anyone, it was himself, for wanting her in the first
place.
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“Do whatever the fuck you want. Looks like you‟re going to anyway.”
Luc slammed the door and stalked out into the night.
NOT at all proud of himself, Luc stood across the street from Alyssa‟s
darkened house, whiskey bottle in hand, and waited. He‟d been here for
the past hour, and now that it was nearly four in the morning and he was
well on his way to drunk and angrier than ever.
She‟d chosen Tyler. Even now they were inside fucking like mad while
he wandered the park, his proverbial dick in his hand, wishing like hell that
he was in Tyler‟s place. This, after Luc had turned her down more than
once, fucking idiot that he was.
To make matters worse, he‟d picked up a message from Emily
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