Chapter 167

He was flirting with her. Michelle could tell. It was very clear from his voice, body language and the way he was staring at her. Did she like it? Maybe. Did she want to pursue it? She wasn't sure. “I should go,” she said and turned to Nick, “I'll call you tonight,”

“Why?” he rasped.

He felt rather than witnessed her shrug. The same with the small kiss she gently pressed to the middle of his shoulder blades. He locked his muscles, forcing his head not to fall back. Ordering his throat to imprison the moan scrabbling up from his chest. Commanding his dick to stand down.

“Because something is going on with you and you need me,” she said.

So simple. So goddamn true.

He did need her. Her friendship. Her body. Her heart.

But since he could only have one of those, he’d take it. With a woman like her—generous, sweet, beautiful of body and spirit—even a part of her was preferable to none of her. And if he dared to profess his true feelings, tha