“Uh. Yeah. I’m Miller. I live down the hall.” I thumb over my shoulder, and she peeks out as Sunny does the same.

She smiles and waves at Sunny, then extends her hand. I take it, hoping it’s clean and hasn’t been wrapped around any dicks lately. “I’m Nina. We’re rehearsing a scene.” She gestures to the guys in her living room.

“Yeah. About that.” I scratch the back of my neck. “We can, uh, hear you through the wall.”

I glance down the hall to see Sunny barefoot, prancing toward us. Oh shit.

“Oh! Really? Did it sound good?”

“It sounded authentic.” This is super awkward.

“Very authentic!” Sunny tucks herself under my arm and waves to the guys on the couch. The one standing behind it is fake thrusting. They all wave back. I pull her in tighter to my side and kiss the top of her head.

“This is my girlfriend, Sunny.”

She and Nina shake hands.

“We’re having date night!” Sunny smiles up at me.

“Oh! I’m so sorry. This must be distracting! Normally we rehearse at Igor’s, but he’s having his living room painted, so we came here instead. We’ll take it to the bedroom so it won’t be as loud.”

Igor isn’t a very porny name.

“Great. Thanks. We really appreciate it!” Sunny says. “And if we get too loud, and you can hear us through the walls, let us know!”

Nina’s boobs jiggle in tandem when she laughs.

“It was nice to meet both of you! We should do coffee sometime.”

“Definitely. Enjoy your rehearsal.”

“Oh, I will.” She winks at Sunny. “Enjoy date night.”

“Oh, I plan to.” Sunny laces her fingers through mine. “Come on, Miller.”

Sunny puts extra sway in her hips as I follow her down the hallway. She waits until the door is closed before she whispers, “Only you would have a porn star for a neighbor. Why are you such a lightning rod for slutty women?”

I lock the door behind me. “You’re not slutty.”

She raises a brow. “I had sex with you in a forest. Twice.”

I wrap an arm carefully around her waist and pull her against me. “That’s not slutty; that’s adventurous and a little exhibition-y.”

“It was fun. The aftermath not so much.” She presses her hips into mine. “Your neighbor better not ask you to be in one of her pornos.”

“If she does I’ll move.”

“You’re ridiculous. And so are your neighbor’s boobs.” Sunny glances down at her own rack and frowns. “Mine are too small for porn.”

“Your boobs are perfect. Just like the rest of you. And seriously, if she asks me to be in a porno I’ll put my condo on the market. I think the house next to your brother’s is for sale. I’m sure he’d love to have me for a neighbor.”

Sunny rolls her eyes.

“You don’t think I’d do it? You gotta know by now you’ve got me wrapped around your finger.”

She smirks. “I kinda do, don’t I?”

“Mmm . . . don’t look so happy about it.” I brush my lips over hers. “Maybe you have some parts you’d like to wrap around me, to make it fair?”

Sunny’s laugh is as warm as her name. We get back to kissing. “You should take me on that tour now,” she says with her lips still attached to mine.

“My condo is pretty boring. I was liking the making out thing we’ve got going on here.”

“Me too, but it might be nicer if we could do it lying down and naked.”

“You have the best ideas.” I lead her down the hall, still half-kissing while I point out rooms. There aren’t many, so it’s a quick tour.

I open the bedroom door and realize we haven’t even had dinner. “Wait. This is a date. We’re supposed to eat food.”

“We can do that later.”

“But—”

Sunny pulls her dress over her head. I’m right. She’s not wearing a bra. She twirls around. She’s wearing a thong. Violet must have taken her shopping. “You don’t see anything you want to eat?”

“Eat? No.” I give my head a slow shake. “Devour? Definitely.”

Goose bumps rise along her arms. She backs up until she hits the mattress and sits on the edge. Tucking her feet under her, she rises to her knees, motioning me closer.

Every part of me wants to tackle her and do exactly what I said, devour. But that implies quick and dirty. It’s been a week. I want slow and long right from the start. I sweep her hair over her shoulders and skim the length of her arm.

Starting at her shoulder, I follow the line of her collarbone to her neck with my lips. When I reach her jaw, I brush one nipple with the pad of my thumb. Sunny moans.

“I missed that sound.” I circle her nipple to see if she’ll do it again. She does. Sunny grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls up. “Easy, baby.”

“Oh, right. Your arms.”

I take care of getting my shirt off. It doesn’t feel good. My arms are red and sensitive.

Sunny smooths her hands down my chest and glances up, the tip of her tongue pressed between her teeth, when she reaches the waistband. She flicks open the button and pulls down the zipper, exposing the red underwear. The head of my cock is playing peek-a-boo. “Looks like someone’s excited to see me.”

“We sure are.”