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  38. EPILOGUE
  39. PLAYLIST
  40. THE PASS SNEAK PEEK
  41. TANNER
  42. SYDNEY
  43. TANNER
  44. ALSO BY REBECCA JENSHAK

“I should have gotten a glass of water before I let you get me naked,” he says. “Think Camila will mind if I walk through her house like this?”

“I don’t think anyone would mind if you walked around naked all the time.”

He smirks and winks. “I’m gonna grab some water. Want something?”

He stands and grabs a pair of boxers from his bag.

“I’ll come with you.” I grab his t-shirt and put it on while he watches me with amusement.

“I don’t know why that’s so sexy, but fuck.” His heated gaze sweeps over me. “Come on.”

We walk quietly down the hallway like we’re sneaking, which makes me feel like a kid. If Camila saw us, she’d probably high five Nathan and pat me on the ass and tell me to get back in there.

In the kitchen, I rummage through the junk spot. In the tallest cabinet above the refrigerator. We used to buy chips and cookies and stash them there for late nights, and I’m happy to see it still contains my favorites.

I pull down a bag of Tostitos as he fills two glasses with ice water from the fridge.

Sitting on the counter with my chips and him leaning back against the counter with a glass… it all feels so natural. Since we both have roommates, our time together never feels like this… like it’s just the two of us. And sure, Camila is just down the hall, but right now… right now, it’s just us.

I don’t know what we are or what tonight means to him, and I’m trying not to go there. This… tonight… means everything. I know even as I’m in the moment that it’s going to be a day I never forget.

22

NATHAN

“No way, I don’t believe you,” Chloe says. “How long?”

“Above my shoulders. I could get it in a little man bun and everything. God, the guys gave me shit for it.”

“I can’t picture it.” She narrows her gaze. We’re sitting on the bed totally naked talking. Speaking of the guys giving me shit… I’m pretty sure they’d kick me off man island if they knew we’d been doing nothing but talking for the past few hours. Totally naked. My dick stayed hard for the first two, but the poor guy has given up the fight.

“I’ve got some pictures from when it was long.” I walk over to grab my phone out of the front left pocket of my shorts. Her eyes sweep over my body from head to toe and… there he goes… my dick stands back at attention.

Sitting on the bed together with our legs crossed, knees touching, I pull up my photos and scroll back to last spring. I stop on one of me and Gabby and hand it to her.