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competition?” Gin replied.
    “Only if there’s Jell-O wrestling,” Chase said as he unlocked
the door and went inside.
    “No, I’d lose. Nipples over here would put my eye out,” Gin
muttered.
    “What?” Chase asked, sticking his head back out the door.
    “Nothing. We’ll be inside in a sec.” Gin smiled. When he was
gone, she turned on Anne. “Christ, woman. I can’t compete with those things. No
mortal female could. I give it a week before you’re going at it like rabbits.”
She sighed unhappily.
    Anne wanted to reassure her, but she didn’t want to lie
either. She made a helpless gesture with her hands. “Air conditioning. What do
you want from me?”
    “One of your boobs? Then we’d be on an even playing field.”
Gin grinned. “It’s okay, you know. I can’t make him like me that way. As much
as I’d like to.”
    “Not paying to cool the outside, ladies.” His voice echoed
from inside.
    “Then shut the door,” Anne called back. “You were the last
one through it.”
    “See what I get for trying to be a gentleman?” he yelled
back.
    “I mean it, Anne,” Gin said, her tone hushed. “With all of
the banter and tension that’s between you all of the time, there’s no way that
this new living arrangement won’t end up in someone’s bed.”
    “It’s not worth two friendships, Gin.”
    “But what if it is? I love you too much to get between you
and destiny. What if he’s the one ? You’ve never dated anyone seriously
and just now, you couldn’t deny that you want—” She cut herself off. “Ice
cream.”
    Anne turned to see Chase’s dark head at the door again.
“Tank, are you coming out for beers later? We’re celebrating my rededication to
bachelorhood.”
    “By having a woman move in with you?” Gin deadpanned.
    “Shouldn’t you guys be curling hair and trying to decide
what you’re going to wear? We’ve only got six hours until we can hit The
Bottleneck.” He said this as if six hours were five minutes. It took Gin
forever to get ready to go anywhere and, in turn, she slowed Anne down too. But
it would only take them one hour, not six.
    Gin’s eyes lit up dangerously.
    In that single expression, Anne knew whatever her friend was
cooking in her mad scientist’s lab of an imagination, it wasn’t going to end
well.
    “You’re so right. You better rest up now, because we’re
going to need your help.” Gin chortled.
    “For what? Haven’t I helped enough? I did heavy lifting all
day and while you’re primping, I’ll still be bringing in the rest of Anne’s
stuff.”
    “This only requires sitting. I think Anne needs to get laid.
It’s been what, six months since she’s even been on a date? You and I, Donovan,
we’re going to get her a man.”

Chapter Two
     
    Anne agreed that she needed a man, but not just any man Gin
could drag in off the street. She needed Chase Donovan.
    And she was going to have him right now.
    At least in effigy.
    Her panties were so wet, clinging to her—the damp silk
torture for her aching cunt. Every step she took, her jeans pushed the silk against
her, just enough pressure to tease but not to bring any relief.
    After Gin left, Anne pleaded fatigue and quickly retreated
to her new bedroom. She made a frantic dive for the black overnight bag she’d
stuffed full with all the things she’d need until she could get unpacked.
Namely, a few days’ worth of clean clothes and her Bullet.
    Anne couldn’t handle the Rabbit at the moment. She was too
raw, too needy. The Bullet on the lowest setting would bring her some soothing
although temporary relief. She slipped out of her jeans and under the covers.
    After positioning the Bullet, she bit her lip and looked at
her laptop. Did she dare? He was right outside the door in the living room. Or
maybe he was in his room, filming. The very thought caused her breath to catch
in her throat.
    Yeah, she dared. Hell yeah, she did.
    Anne yanked her laptop down onto the bed and pulled up
Dreamed