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She stiffened a little in my arms. My brows shot up at that. What was it she was hiding? My gut was telling me there was something more to her, I just didn't know enough about her yet to know what.

"Europe."

She was evading. "France?" Her accent wasn't exactly the same of native French speakers, but it was close.

She sighed, looking over her shoulder at me. "Luxembourg."

My eyes narrowed on her face. Luxembourg was a tiny country and it wasn't often that their citizens made their way here. "What brought you here to The States?"

"University."

"How old are you?" I was pretty much grilling her at this point, but each answer was making me more and more curious about her. I ignored the irritated look she shot me, searching her face for any signs of deception.

"I'm twenty-nine."

I grunted in response. As long as she was over eighteen, though I would have reconsidered if she was too damn young. She was already twelve years younger than me. Any more than that would have been a bit much. I stopped questioning her, not missing the fact that she wasn't asking me any of the questions that she probably had. She didn't want to talk about herself, and asking about me would mean she'd have to reciprocate.

We laid there, in the silence, and it didn't take long before her breathing evened out. It was late, or early, depending on how you looked at it, and she'd had a rough night. Thomas showing up had jerked her out of her daze, so I guess I owed the man for that. I didn't like seeing her with glassy eyes and pale cheeks. I much preferred her snapping at me in anger. She looked so alive and beautiful that way.

My phone buzzed on the nightstand, so I stretched backward to grab it before wrapping myself around Eva once more. She murmured in her sleep, then settled again.

Church at ten.

I checked the time and groaned. It was nearly five in the morning. I texted, acknowledging my brother's order, then set the phone aside and closed my eyes.

When I woke up, it took me a minute to realize who was lying in my arms. My dick was resting against her ass and I couldn't help but flex my hips, grinding against her. The low groan was damn near impossible to hold back. It'd been too fucking long since I'd fucked a woman. It was making it impossible to be appropriate with Eva. It was clear she wasn't used to any of this. She wasn't the kind of woman who slept with men she just met. Her hesitation to stay here with me told me that much.

But she did stay, and didn't put up as much of a fight as I expected. That counts for something.

Rubbing a hand over my face, I tried to wipe away the exhaustion. It wouldn't take long. I was used to running on little to no sleep. I'd excelled in the tasks we'd been given in special forces training where sleep deprivation had been involved. Static on the other hand needed his straight eight or he was a mean motherfucker. And Lockout, well, I could get him going no matter how much sleep he got.

Eva shifted, her ass rubbing against my dick again, and this time I couldn't hold back the groan. "Fuck," I muttered, rolling onto my back and away from her.

She made a sound of protest as she rolled toward me, her arm landing across my chest and her leg wrapping over my thighs. She was fucking cuddling me in her sleep. My lips twitched as I looked down at her relaxed face. She was so damn beautiful, even when she was pissed off at me. She nuzzled into my shoulder, causing her dark hair to fall over her face, hiding it from view.

I reached out and brushed it back, tucking it behind her ear. Her lashes fluttered as I trailed my fingers down her cheek. I didn't want to move and wake her up. It was still early and she hadn't gotten much sleep. Neither of us had. A quick glance at the clock told me I had a little time before I needed to get up and get down to church.

My hand moved down to her waist, then lower, until my palm was cupping her ass cheek. The leggings she'd changed into were thin enough that I could feel the heat of her skin beneath them. She shifted again, this time pressing her core against my thigh. My eyes squeezed closed when she moaned in her sleep.

Fuck, I wanted her. I wanted to strip her bare and see if her skin was as soft as it looked. I wanted to taste every inch of her body. My dick throbbed in agreement, but I ignored it. There wasn't time for me to jerk off right now. Not if I wanted to shower and get downstairs on time. I certainly didn't have long enough to do all the things to her body that I wanted to. Something told me if I tried, I'd end up chasing her away.

I knew she wasn't used to being touched by men who weren't related to her, so there was no way she'd be used to a man like me touching her the way I wanted to. She was going to run if I pushed too hard, too fast.

Reluctantly, I moved my hand away from her ass and edged away from her before I rolled out of bed. The cold air of the room hit my skin and helped me regain some control. I didn't look over at her, just walked straight into the bathroom. My dick throbbed as I stripped off my boxer briefs and climbed into the shower. Turning it on as hot as I could stand, I grabbed the soap and started scrubbing myself clean. I closed my eyes and let the spray wash over my face as I tried to get my body back under control. It wasn't working.

My cock was still hard as a rock, begging for some attention. Giving in to the temptation, I grabbed the base in a chokehold and started pumping my fist up and down. Images of Eva flashed through my mind. Her ass rubbing against me while she slept. Her tits bouncing as I fucked her from behind. My hand moving between her legs to see how wet she was. The way she'd moan when my fingers slid inside of her.

My orgasm hit fast and hard, making me grind my teeth as I came to hold in the roar of pleasure that wanted to escape. I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath as the water washed away the evidence of what I'd done. Fuck me. This wasn't like me at all and it was because of the woman sleeping out there in my bed. Normally I had a lot more control over myself. Over my urges. I needed to get a handle on this situation as quickly as I could.

I wrapped a towel around my waist, and grabbed some clothes to change into. She slept through it all, so I closed the door quietly behind me after changing, and went downstairs to join the others at church.

CHAPTER 9

Idaho

Iignored Static's mischievous grin as I sat next to him.

"You look tired."