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I squint, trying to figure out what the deal is. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing much,” he says. “Only that you made an interesting claim back there.”

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Alice’s eyes widen with surprise. “I’m not sure what you mean.”

Oh, she knows what I mean. Sweet little liar.

She brought this up and said all those things to that douche-dick. That means she’s thought about it. I knew it in the kitchen this morning, when I could’ve kissed her. I knew it before then, too, if I’m honest. Back before her marriage, I could see the thoughts on her innocent face.

She hasn’t only thought about this in passing—she has thought about it a lot.

I pull into the garage beneath my building and park. “I’m talking about the part where you told Brayden that you’re sleeping with both Landon and me.”

She puts the back of her hand on her cheek, probably trying to cool her blush. “I—I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said all that stuff. I was just trying to piss him off and I let my mouth run away with me.”

“I’m not sorry,” I say. “You shouldn’t be, either. Because you brought up a very interesting concept.”

Her lips press together. She looks deliciously mortified.

“The thing is.” I turn in my seat slightly, so I can face her fully. “The thing is, Wonderland, I don’t think you would’ve said those things if you hadn’t already thought about it before.”

She remains stubbornly quiet.

“So tell me, Alice. Have you thought about it before?”

She shakes her head.

“No? You haven’t imagined what it’s like to fuck around with me and Landon? Because I think you have.”

Her gaze is down on her lap. I would give anything to make those baby blue eyes lock on mine. I want to see her lust struggling to get free, to escape the binds of her upbringing.

“I’ll tell you what,” I say. “I have imagined it. Landon and me. With you. I’ve imagined it a lot. I’ve imagined it vigorously.”

“Cody,” she whispers, “what are you doing?”

“Seducing you, baby girl. Should I stop? You tell me to stop, and it ends.”

I wait, breath held. This could go either way.

“No,” she finally says. “Don’t stop.”

My dick grows harder. She wants this. I fucking knew it.

“Let me tell you about some of the things I’ve imagined,” I say. “The most recent one was seeing you and Landon together on the couch.”

She gives me a skeptical look.

“Not when you were having a panic attack,” I clarify. “The night before. Your tits looked so good, and his hand was right next to them, wrapped around you. I thought of the two of you fucking like that, and I’d just come home to find you in the act.”

She looks down, embarrassed and aroused.

I shift in my seat, trying to get comfortable. But there’s no comfort to be found when my dick is a fucking tire iron in my pants. “But I’m not mad to find you two like that. I’m happy, because it means I have the perfect angle to lick your sweet pussy while he fucks you.”

“Cody,” she breathes.