The three different techs working with me immediately had been all standing round, bullshitting, when there was a knock on the door.

The person standing there wasn’t the one who was slowly taking on each piece of my coronary heart, however he was simply as cute.

“Hey, Quinn.” I smiled at him. “Whatcha acquired there?”

“I used to be tasked to carry you meals.” He paused. “However solely as a result of I used to be already on the restaurant, and my brother’s a stalker.”

Quincy being a stalker was laughable to me, seeing as he was so by the e book about every part.

I tilted my head, a smile on my face. “What do you imply?”

“I suppose, technically, all of us do it.” He shrugged, trying barely responsible. “It’s a working joke that we see the place everyone seems to be at once we’re hungry. It’s inevitable that a minimum of certainly one of us is out consuming. Guess it was my flip to be the snack bitch.”

He held out the small private pizza. “One thing small, he stated. Because you’re nearly achieved along with your shift. So, I acquired you a private pizza. It’s solely pepperoni. Didn’t know what you favored.”

I beamed at him earlier than reaching out and taking the small pizza. “Thanks.”

“Who’s this?” one of many different techs, Cassie, requested.

I smiled, however it didn’t meet my eyes.

“Uh, that is Quinn, my, erm…”

“I’m Quinn. Her man’s brother.” He smiled, and his additionally didn’t attain his eyes.

Her man.

Was that what Quincy was? My man?

I wished him to be.

I imply, final night time had been out of this world. I want to have that for the remainder of my days if I might. I by no means, not in one million years, would’ve thought intercourse may very well be like that.

I wasn’t a virgin.

Hadn’t been since I used to be sixteen and curious.

However not one of the three males I’d slept with had performed my physique like Quincy had. None had been in a position to coax even one orgasm out of me, not to mention two.

“Oh, it’s good to fulfill you.” Tessa batted her eyelids at him, inflicting her faux eyelashes to sway dangerously.

Quinn jerked up his chin, then glanced at me. “Have one, darlin’.”

Then he was gone, swaggering out simply as quietly as he’d snuck in.

I opened the field of pizza and groaned.

I liked meals.

I liked pizza much more.

Selecting up a slice, I took an enormous chunk, practically moaning when the tacky, greasy, doughy goodness hit my tongue.

“Can we’ve one?”

I glanced at them and shook my head. “Sorry, however no. I haven’t had my afternoon snack but.”

They’d.

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