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Kevin's POV

I was glad that she wasn't mad at me anymore. I still itched to kiss her though and fought hard to not look at her lips. It was a good thing that we had been interrupted or I didn't know how far I would have taken the kiss. I wanted her in my bed and under my skin.

I smiled as we walked to meet the others, hoping that the throbbing erection that I felt wasn't bulging out of my trousers. That would be awkward to explain. How could I tell them that we were only talking if I had my penis strutting out of my pants and begging to be out?

Yeah, that must have been one intense conversation. The lips had worked so much. I could imagine and hear the responses of the men in my head.

We joined the others and they raised their heads up as they sensed us. I raised my head up, daring my men to say a word.

Some of them swallowed as they looked away and I knew that they had understood the signal I had given them and would stick to the warning. Ella was already worried of what they would t