As she held his gaze, they both knew what she was used to.

Running.

Hiding.

Shutting everything out.

“Because unlike everyone and anything else, when it comes to Jensen, he doesn’t back down. He won’t let you go without a fight, even if it kills him.”

Her heart dropped to her stomach as she tore her gaze away and looked at the floor. She didn’t want to give Vaughn another thought, but she knew that he was right. She knew her faults, she knew who Jensen was, and even so, she knew that, more than likely, she was going to do what everyone had said.

Hurt him.

If she didn’t get it together.

“I have a crazy idea,” Brie said, and Wren looked up, seeing that Vaughn was still standing there.

“What?”

“Come out in your sexiest outfit, drive him wild. I bet he won’t be able to resist.”

Vaughn laughed. Hard. “You don’t know Jenny. He’ll resist.”

“Bet you he won’t. She’s so hot!”

“No doubt. But when he knows what he wants, he knows what he wants, and he won’t do it.”

“Yes, he will! Bet you head.”

“Shit, bet you butt!”

Wren snorted as Brie’s eyes darkened. “Fine.”

Vaughn’s eyes lit up as he came over, holding his hand out. “Shake on it.”

She glared and then did it as Wren laughed. “No pressure, I guess!”

Brie looked over at her, her face red as she sputtered with laughter. “My ass is depending on you.”

That had all three of them laughing, but inside Wren’s head, Vaughn’s words were playing loud and clear.

He doesn’t need sex to love you. He just does.

And while she sat there as her two friends sparred back and forth, all she could do was wonder if it was true.

And if so, how the hell had she never noticed?

Leaning against his pillows, Jensen scrolled through his Facebook as he waited for Wren to come to bed. She had been at Brie’s house all afternoon, helping with the decoration of the house, and he had missed her. Though, he wasn’t sure the feeling was mutual. Which annoyed him. He tried to distract himself by working out with Dylan at the rink and going shopping with Vaughn, but his mind kept going back to her. She hadn’t even asked if he wanted to do something that day, she just left. He guessed he should be glad she had a friend, but still, he wanted to spend time with her. They could have set up the nursery or even just hung around. He wanted to be with her.

It was stuff like that that made him worry about their future, and he hated that.

He did, but what could he do?

“What did you do today?” she called from the bathroom, and he laid his phone in his lap, looking up to where he could see only her sweet ass from the bathroom. She was leaned into the sink, her panties basically up her ass as she did something to her face. She had so many lotions and shit. He was pretty sure she didn’t know what any of it was, though she did stay in there forever.

“Went and worked out, hung out with Vaughn. Oh. I bought your plane ticket for next week.”

“Oh, good, I forgot to ask you about that. We’ll fly right out to Colorado at the end of the week?”

“Yeah,” he said, looking up at the ceiling. “For the wedding of the summer.”

“I’m beyond excited.” The sarcasm was so strong in his wife.

“Have you not talked to Wells?”

“Nope.”

That bothered him. “Oh.”

“Yup, but whatever.”

It wasn’t whatever, though. He knew it bothered her, but he could sense she didn’t want to talk about it. “What did you do over at Brie’s?”

“Sat on the couch and then helped her pick out colors for the house. She’s so indecisive, and then Vaughn makes it worse. He’s ridiculous. He wanted to paint the living room mint because he said she looks good in mint. He’s so silly.”

Jensen smiled. That was his best friend. “Oh, well, you should have just stayed here. We could have set up the nursery.”

Once he said it, he wasn’t sure how she would take it. But before he could say something to cover up that his feelings were hurt that she left, she peeked her head out, her face covered in some goop. “I didn’t even think about that. You should have said something.”

He shrugged. “Didn’t want to mess up your plans.”

“Oh, well, I’d rather have done that.”

That made him smile. “Then we’ll do it this week.”

She smiled. “Wednesday is my short day.”

“I’ll be here with a hammer and screwdriver.”

Her eyes darkened. “You’re good with that hammer, huh?”

When she winked before going back to the mirror, his lips curved. “You’re being suggestive again?”

“Always,” she called to him, and he laughed, the bed shaking underneath him. She was in a good mood, being herself, and he loved that. He hated the closed-up Wren. She irritated him. But playful Wren, he really enjoyed that girl. Reminded him of the girl she used to be before all those fucking dicks ruined her.

When the water started to run, he exhaled as he reached for his phone once more, scrolling through until he heard the water shut off. He looked up to see her reaching for the light to shut it off, and that’s when he promptly dropped his phone. Unlike she had been doing since they had started sharing a bed, gone was the oversized shirt, leaving her in only a very, very skimpy pair of panties and a completely see-through bra. Her nipples were crying for him, screaming at him, and yeah, he was rock hard before he let out another breath.

When she met his gaze, she had nothing but wicked intentions in those green depths. Swallowing hard, he was breathless as she said, “I’m super hot tonight.”

“I’d say so,” he muttered, and her lips curved in a sneaky grin as she walked around the room, putting away her clothes, and then getting out her outfit for the following day. His eyes were glued to her, his heart pounding in his chest as his whole body shook with want. He wanted to pin her against the wall, slide that bra down over her swollen breasts, and take them in his mouth. He wanted to spread her apart and bury his face between her thick thighs.

He wasn’t going to make it.

Forcing himself to move, he reached for his phone, his hands shaking as he begged his throbbing hard-on to just fucking relax. When she came to his side of the bed, his breath caught as he looked up at her while she bent over his thighs to reach for a shirt that was on her side. All he saw was her perky ass as she slowly stood back up in a very suggestive way, muttering, “Sorry.”