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out of college; this is no time to freak out about relationships.
    “Judd wants to watch us have sex.”
    The cheerful embroidered cherry she was picking at was probably going to be mangled beyond belief. Damn. These were here favorite placemats.
    She couldn’t have heard Will correctly. Had he just— “Judd wants to what?”
    Melanie turned to look at Will then, to seek out answers in his eyes that were apparently not forthcoming from his lips. He just stood there, hands crammed in the pockets of his cargoes.
    Probably balled into fists. He did that when he got nervous. Thought people couldn’t tell if he shoved them in his pockets?
    Amateur .
    “So, uh, here’s the thing, Mel. We’ve been dancing around this for a while. And I want to give you everything you want…”
    Oh gosh. Ohgoshohgoshohgosh . Was he—
    “Will, I…”
    “I know. I didn’t expect it either. But when I was helping Judd with the bookcase this morning, there was all this kink stuff in his apartment, and it just kind of happened.”
    Wait. Hold up. What just happened. “What are you saying?”
    She watched as he bounced his head back against her front door. Once, twice.
    “I’m doing this all wrong.”
    “Well, I wouldn’t exactly say that, since I don’t know what it is you are doing. Why don’t you tell me, and then I’ll let you know how you’re doing?”
    Melanie thought she sounded very relaxed, very composed—dignified!—when inside she was coming apart at the seams. And not in the sexy way she was used to when Will Harris was involved.
    “So there was this bookcase, and…” she prompted. But he still didn’t move. Still didn’t start talking. So she got up from her stool and walked over to him. When she got close enough to touch, he reached out and grabbed her up in a hug.
    And then it all spilled out.
    There was something about a bookcase, yes, and about bondage tape? And at the end of it, Will was giving her a choice to take the biggest dare of her life: “Do you trust me, trust us, enough to do this?”
    And there it was. In big, bold letters: us.
    They could walk back into Will’s apartment, and watch the ballgame, and still come out on the other side an “us.” Or they could walk back in Will’s apartment, and not watch the ballgame, and still come out on the other side an “us.”

Chapter 6
    M el was playing it cool . She was one hundred percent in character as she sat next to him on the couch.
    Judd had moved over to the big chair when they’d walked in together. There had been lots of hey long time no see s exchanged, some friendly banter when they argued about the ref’s bum call. But when she shrugged off her big sweater at the top of the sixth? Game. On.
    He’d been sitting on his couch with a semi for at least half an hour—and that was weird enough—but when she bared her shoulders and reached to fiddle with her hair, there was no way Judd could miss his massive hard-on. If he were looking. Which he wasn’t. His eyes were glued to the screen.
    But if Melanie followed through on her decision, Judd would be watching Will fuck Melanie on that very same couch.
    Back in her apartment, they’d agreed to play it cool. That if and when she was ready, she’d initiate it. Subtly, so that Judd would never know what hit him. There would be no trumpeting fanfare of we are about to engage in sexual activity . Just some slow and easy foreplay.
    And then the show.
    She was perfect. Beautiful with the sunset-stained light coming through his balcony windows. And the look she gave him was pure sin. She’d wiggled her way closer and closer to him, and now he had his arm wrapped around her, toying with the tiny strap of her tank top.
    He loved it when she wore shit like this. Loved the way he could tug on that little string and make her breasts jiggle and bounce. She gave him a playful punch to the belly, but then she flattened her hand. She couldn’t miss his sharp intake of breath.
    Neither did Judd.
    It was