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least we don’t have to hide our alcoholic tendencies, right?”
    Tara sighs. “Sneaking around is part of the fun.”
    “True.”
    “So who are you sneaking around with right now?” she asks.
    “What?” I choke on a mouthful of wine. “I’m not sneaking around.”
    “Please. You look great. Happy. Hot. That outfit is sexy as hell. There’s no way you bought it for this party.”
    I shake my head. “I’m not seeing anyone.”
    “No one you want to introduce to us.” She rolls her eyes and adds, “Look, I get it. The Jamie thing was a mess. I would be wary of bringing a guy around.”
    I almost cave. I almost tell her about Carter. About the sex and how we fucked for three months straight. How we brok e up and we were both miserable until we patched things up.  That I brought him here because I can’t get him out from under my skin and want him near me all the time. I almost show her the dirty picture I took earlier because this secret is weighing on my shoulders like Santa’s bag of toys.
    “Sorry to break it to you, but there’s no guy.”
    She eyes me skeptically but only says, “Well, I guess we’ll have to fix that.”
    “Wait…what?” I ask, but she’s crossed the room, leaving m e with an empty wine glass. Four days, I tell myself, pouring another glass.
     
    *
    At the top of the stairs, I hold onto the walls because I’m wobbly on my heels. The loft is full of kids, all college age and younger and just by coming up here I’ve broken some kind of code. I don’t go in.
    Through the open doorway I see Carter sitting on an arm chair. He’s playing a video game, forehead furrowed in concentration. Maddie sits on the arm rest, leaning into him. It’s the standard high school move, but unfortunately for my niece Carter’s been playing with big girls for a long time.
      I appear in the doorway, long enough to make eye contact with Carter. That’s all he needs before I go back downstairs.
    “Hey man, take my turn,” I hear him say, referring to the video game they’re playing.
    “Sure,” Josh replies.
    His feet sound heavy on the wooden stairs. I lead him through the dark garage, past a refrigerator and a worktable, to a back set of stairs that lead to storage. It’s dark, other than the light from the backyard. And private. He catches up and his fingers link with mine. “Hey,” he says, pinning me against the stairs.
    I smile lazily and say, “My sister got me drunk.”
    “Oh, yeah?”
    “Yeah. It’s making me risky.” I shrug the sweater off my shoulders. “And horny.”
    Carter wastes no time removing my shirt. “It’s even better in person,” he says, sliding his finger under the lace strap of my bra. He thumbs the bow.
    “I knew you’d like it.”
    I lean against the stairs, while he hovers over me kissing my chest and neck. “I like everything about you.”
    I’ve untucked his shirt, revealing the low dip of his abs muscles right above his waist. His skin feels warm and his cock strains against his pants. I tug down the zipper , letting him free.
    “It’s been a long time since we’ve had to sneak around,” I say, feeling the soft skin expand and grow taut.
    “Desperate times…”
    “Hey baby,” I say to his dick, kissing the tip. I’m ridiculously happy to see it for the first time in days. Carter uses his hands to climb up the steps, so his cock is in my face. I suck the head, tasting the salt and feeling velvet. Heat warms between my legs and I’m so freaking horny I could probably come off his arousal alone. I lick up and down his shaft, stroking his balls with my hands. His dick swells and I take him in my mouth.
    Carter grunts quietly, fucking my mouth. His hand reaches down, between my legs and pushes my panties aside, his fingers find my clit and he toys with the sensitive flesh. I lift my butt off the step, trying to get closer. It works.
    Lost in sensation I almost miss the noise that comes from the garage, but a loud click brings me to reality and