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relationships. “Siblings?”
    “Yeah. I’m the oldest.”
    “Ah, so you were the test child,” I said. I’d had friends who were test children. They were all pretty bitter about the advantages their younger siblings got from their pain.
    “Still am.”
    I shifted my bag on my back, adjusting the weight from all of my books. “I always felt like I missed out on something by not having siblings. Growing up, I thought a brother or sister would be a lot like having a built-in friend.” Jax crossed his arms over his chest as he listened to me. “Now that I’m older, though, I realize that just because you have a sibling, it doesn’t mean you’re always going to be close. People change as they grow, and sometimes that means drifting apart.”
    He looked off into the distance like he was thinking, and then nodded. “Families can be complicated.” He opened the car door for me and I got in, fastened my seat belt, and started the car. “Let me know if you have any problems with the tire—” he paused and leaned down into the window, his face inches from mine. His contemplative look had been replaced by a mischievous one—“or if you need someone better than a werewolf.”
     

     
    “He actually said to let him know if you need someone better than a werewolf?” Brynn asked, eyes wide.
    I replayed the conversation in my head, licking my lips as I did. I nodded, and Brynn laughed. “You want him. Bad.”
    “No!” I shook my head fervently. “I totally don’t. Really.” Even I knew I didn’t sound believable.
    She snorted a laugh. “You stare off into space every time you mention him, and you always lick your lips when you’re thinking about him. I haven’t seen you this obsessed with a guy since the Henry Cavill look-a-like lived on our dorm floor freshman year.”
    I gave a dreamy sigh, remembering doppelganger Cavill’s perfect…everything. “Damn, he was hot.”
    Brynn picked up her purse and took one last look in the mirror. She swiped a finger over her lip line, checking to make sure none of her Wicked Crimson lipstick had escaped to unauthorized places. She liked to draw attention to her mouth.
    “Who are you going out with tonight?” I asked.
    After getting my tire fixed, I’d spent all afternoon buried in text books, case studies, and homework. Brynn had apparently used the time differently. Her classes for her Masters in Psychology had started today, too. It seemed she’d already found more research candidates. “A guy in one of my classes. He looks like a pirate. I hope he’s up for role playing.”
    I gave a disbelieving laugh. “How do you get guys to agree to all of this?” My sexual experience landed far more on the vanilla side of things than Brynn’s—not by choice, however. In fact, every guy I’d suggested something more creative with had almost gone flaccid at the thought. Maybe it was because they were too young and inexperienced. It wasn’t my fault I’d been reading romance novels since I was a teenager and had plenty of interesting sexual knowledge to draw from. The guys I’d dated definitely hadn’t read romance novels, and weren’t up for the challenge. My mind went straight to Jax, and what he would be up for. I mean, hell—he was apparently better than a werewolf. The train of thought immediately made me hot—everywhere.
    I took a few deep breaths, trying to keep calm until Brynn left at least. I had a vibrator upstairs fully-powered and ready to give me some relief, but I’d rather wait until she was gone to retreat to my room.
    “I’m excellent at persuasion,” she said, grabbing her keys. “And in the heat of the moment, it’s not difficult to get a guy to do pretty much anything.” Huh. That hadn’t been my experience. “I’ll let you know if I have another entry for my research file when I get home.”
    I rolled my eyes as she walked out the door. I took a drink of my ice water—which did nothing to help alleviate the ache between my thighs,