Well, fuck. I guess everyone is in love with Arlie these days. “And that’s my cue to go.”

“Have fun,” he throws after me. “Wave your panties out the window so I know you’re done.”

I throw him both middle fingers.

Who would have thought having your best friend lusting after your mortal enemy would be enough to dissolve your doubts about hooking up with your almost murderer? My head echoes with an unhinged kind of laugh. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

I’m oddly nervous as I approach the cabin, and I have to remind myself for the billionth time that I’m not some fumbling virgin and this isn’t a big deal. It’s just sex. I’ve never gotten in my head over it before, and this is probably the worst time to start.

With a boost of confidence, I push through the door, expecting to find Perry waiting, but there’s no one in the living room. It’s not a big cabin, and other than here, the only other two places he could be are the bathroom or the bedroom. Judging by the light coming from under the bedroom door, I think I know which.

Given the day we’ve had, a shower wouldn’t be a bad idea, but other than jumping out of a window, I haven’t been through half of what Perry has, and I showered just before he got back from Lethal Poison. Unlike him, I’m not filling up the cabin with my man smell.

Which was way sexier than it had any right to be.

I push open the bedroom door to find Perry sprawled on one of the two single beds, towel wrapped around his hips and hands pressed to his face.

“Did you touch yourself?”

At my voice, he immediately jolts upward. “No.” The way his voice strains confirms this was a very, very good decision. “And the stupid thing won’t go down.”

“I’m sure I can figure out a way to make it happen.”

“Quickly? Because I’m going to need you to do it quickly.”

Oof, he’s adorable. I hate it because it pulls at this part of me I didn’t know existed. I like a guy who can hold his own, but Perry somehow awakens a new, exciting side of me that loves the way he looks at me like he can’t physically look away. It messes with my head.

He stands up, and immediately, my attention slips to the way he’s tenting the front of that towel. I’m desperate to see what he’s hiding under there.