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42. Hayden

CHAPTER 42

HAYDEN

After Darcy's breathing turns steady, I carefully move her off me and climb out of bed, heading to the en suite in my room. I close the bathroom door behind me and suck Darcy's orgasm off my fingers, eyes falling shut as a groan threatens up my throat.

My fucking god , her taste. I'm so hard it hurts. I can't think straight. I just keep thinking about the noises she made, the little pinch of agony between her eyebrows as she came, and how she moaned my name.

Turning down her offer was the hardest thing I've ever done, but accepting it without telling her how I feel—how I've been feeling for a long time—doesn't feel right.

Not weird, right? she asked.

I huff, flattening my hands against the counter to catch my breath. That experience just changed my whole fucking life, but no, it wasn't weird. Just the opposite.

It felt more right than anything. It felt like what we should have been doing for years.

I lift my head, meeting my gaze in the mirror. I'm in it now, and there's no way I'm backing out.

"You are so fucked," I whisper to my reflection.

After a quick shower and an unsatisfying orgasm that happens in record time, I head back to Darcy's room. She's still fast asleep, breathing softly with her hair spilled all over the pillow.

I should go back to my own bed, but instead, I climb in beside her. In her sleep, she sighs and curls against me, relaxing, and my heart gives a couple of heavy thuds.

The wingman-and-student relationship between Darcy and me needs to change, but I'm terrified everything will go south.

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