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That’s when I learned to touch myself.

That’s when I bought my first vibrator.

That’s when I lost all interest in boys my age.

That’s when my entire world started revolving around a man my father would never approve of, a man who would never be interested in someone my age, a man who would never fuck up his friendship with his best friend by touching me.

I sigh as my alarm goes off.I need to get to class.Hopefully after I graduate, I’ll get a job and start an adult life that will lead to adult relationships with men.Surely, I’ll find someone who can chase thoughts of Myles from my head so I can move on.

Chapter1

Myles

“Hendrix?Is everything okay?What time is it there?”I glance at the clock.It’s eleven p.m.in Seattle.Hendrix is in Germany.So…eight.

“Hey.Yeah, I know it’s early here.Sorry to call you so late.”

I’m still at my desk, even though it’s eleven on a Friday night.I’m a workaholic, and I work from home, so I’m always at my damn desk.Which my best friend knows, and that’s probably why he wouldn’t hesitate to call me at this hour.

He undoubtedly needs me to hunt someone down or dig into their personal life.That’s what everyone needs from me when they call me out of the blue.I’m a hacker.One of the best.Everyone knows it.I even do secret side jobs for the government, the police, the FBI, and a lot of fucking rich people.

But Hendrix has never asked me to look into anyone.This is a first.“No problem.You know me.I’m still at my desk.”

“Hoping you can help me out with Madison.”

I sit straighter at the mention of his daughter.My heart rate picks up.“What’s wrong with Madison?Is she okay?”I’m her godfather, which might have been important if anything had ever happened to Hendrix when she was a child, but she’s an adult now.She doesn’t need a guardian.

Before Hendrix responds, my mind races in ten different directions.What if she’s been in an accident?What if she’s missing?What if she’s been hurt?

I’m already kicking myself because I should have been checking in with her more frequently than I have.Hendrix has been on a two-year assignment for his company in Germany, and Madison stayed here in Seattle to finish college.Even though she’s an adult, she’s technically my responsibility.

And why haven’t I kept in touch with her?I wince.I know why I haven’t called her as often as I should.Because every time I see her or even just talk to her, my cock gets hard, and that’s unacceptable.Hendrix is my best friend.He would shoot me if I hit on his daughter.

I can’t seem to help myself.She’s a walking goddess.Smart, pretty, funny, sassy…

I run a hand through my hair as I brace myself for whatever Hendrix says next.

“Her car was stolen.”

“What?”Jesus.

“Yeah.Not once, but twice.She only got it back this week, and now it’s gone again.She just called me from a restaurant.She’s out with some friends.She’s pissed, and frankly, so am I.Would you mind…”

I’m already on my feet.“Ping me the location, and I’ll go get her.”

Hendrix blows out a relieved breath.“Thank you.I really appreciate it.I’m probably overreacting.I know she’s an adult.She should be able to handle this shit on her own, but she sounded off to me.I want to make sure she’s okay.It would give me tremendous peace of mind if you could pick her up and assess the situation.”

“I’m on my way.Don’t worry.Are you going to tell her I’m coming?”

“No.I figure it will be better if you just show up.”

I smirk.“Okay.I’ll call you back in a while.”I’m already in my car, waiting for the garage doors to open.

“Thank you.I owe you.”Hendrix ends the call.

I cringe at the thought of him feeling like he owes me.If he knew the kinds of thoughts I have about his daughter, he would not be thanking me for anything.He also wouldn’t have called me and asked me to pick her up.

I’m forty-three years old.I can surely do my buddy a favor and keep my dick in my fucking pants.