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And, here it comes

The brush-off

He ht after our last round, but I suspect it's because he was too tired But now Beck is reiterating the point he reed to

This was a one-night stand and nothing more would ever come of it

I start to roll out of the bed, intent on finding my purse and my clothes, when he stops me dead "Want to join me?"

Looking over my shoulder at him, I raise an eyebrow "In the shower?"

"Well, yeah," he says with a smirk "We'll shoe'll fuckthen I'll even take you to breakfast"

I blink at hi on here He's looking at o

And for the first tiht, I have an attack of conscience Frouy, and here I aht, made me feel semi-normal as a woman, and apparently wants to take me out for pancakes

It's not co

"Ues ona fewand coet ht and remember why in the hell I'm even here

I turn away fros out of the bed I' out of the bedroo area of the suite Beck calls after e?"

"Sure," I say over my shoulder, and I can hear him turn on the shower

I walk to the erator that's part of a built-in liquor cabinet and pull out a bottle of water What in the hell should I do?

Beck North wasn't on ht with him, and he still has apparent interest into enter into a sugarship withkicked out onto the street Now I just have to figure out how to play this

Walk out that door right now and be done with this? Figure soh?

Or do I try to hook Beck even further, draw hih to strike? No guarantee that ork I ain, buy me breakfast, and then cut me loose forever

My fingers fiddle with the label of the bottle inwhich route I should take Either one will still put h I'll be sacrificing some of what few principles I have left to use Beck in that fashion

The upside is more time with Beck A little bit more time with a ed, and full of potential That's a benefit I never would have expected, and I' that I' as important

But fuck itI like how he ht

Decision nore my pile of clothes on the floor and head back into the bedrooe of the mattress and pad silently toward the bathroom A billow of steae vanity I can see the naked form of Beck as he tilts his head back under the stream of water while one of his hands rubs a bar of soap over his chest Then down his stolides it around the base of his cock, over his balls, and back up his stoain

God, that's so hot

Then he turns around and I realize I' I haven't had the pleasure of yet The lobes paler than the rest of his tan skin, but then my breath catches as I look at his back My hand reaches out, grabs hold of the doorjamb for balance, and I look at Beck with narrowed eyes

On his right shoulder blade, taking up no more than five inches or so, a tattoo

A red phoenix taking flight ings and tail of flame

Oh holy fuck

Red bird on a rib cage

Red bird on a wrist