FLINN
I wish I could say I managed to concentrate on some (any) of what Bruce Marshall talked about during our session, but the truth was I was too busy sliding around in my seat to calm my six-foot hard-on. All I could think about was Klaus and the million implications about what we had just negotiated.
Who'd initiated the subject of s*x first? She had, I was certain of it. My thoughts hadn't even headed in that direction. And not out of lack of desire for her. She was off-limits, strictly forbidden, which raised the question: What were we doing?
I feel like I couldn't screw over my best friend's little sister. There were rules in this world. Fine. I never lived by any of them, but this one I did cherish. Pete was more than a buddy. He was my ride or die. He'd given me a job and taken
