Page 35 of The Hookup


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I nodded. I could admit it. I wasn’t there yet.

He went in to the kitchen and quickly washed his hand and grabbed our beers. “Here, have a drink.”

I envisioned that glob swirling down into his sink and hoped he wasn’t planning to wash vegetables there tomorrow. When he handed me a beer I took a big swallow, the cool liquid a welcome relief as it washed away the taste of him.

Cain drank half his beer in one sip. “That was fucking amazing. I just have to repeat saying that.” He raised his beer and said, “To you and your education.”

That made me laugh, and I sat there, a sense of giddiness washing over me. “You’re more fun than a banana.”

He laughed too. “God, I hope so.”

We looked at each other, both laughing. Our eyes locked and I felt a connection to him I hadn’t expected to. We had shared this.

Cain dropped down onto the couch next to me. “Just so you know, you’re not going to roll on out of here on me like last night. You’re going to cuddle and then when I’ve had a minute to recover, I’m going to fuck you. So prepare yourself.”

I blinked. I hadn’t thought about leaving immediately but I was glad he didn’t want me to. “How do I prepare myself for that?”

With a snort, he said, “I guess you go get in my bed. After I finish my beer.”

He did with one swallow. “Actually, maybe one more. You want another beer?”

“No. I have to drive home. After you fuck me.”

He gave me a sidelong glance. “Are you being a smart-ass?”

I was. “No, of course not. I’m literal, remember?” But my smile gave me away.

“Sassy. That’s new. I like it.”

It seemed like I should be self-conscious about sitting there naked, but that wasn’t bothering me. Maybe sex stalled my OCD. That would be a bonus.

Looking around the living room, I asked, “How long have you lived here?”

He shrugged. “Like two years. What, you don’t approve of my decorating?”

“No, I have no opinion on that score. I don’t know anything about decorating. That’s my sister’s area of expertise.”

“You and your sister are about as different as siblings can get, aren’t you?”

I nodded. “Yes. But she’s a genuinely kind person. More so than me.”

“You’re a mean girl? I doubt that.”

“Not a mean girl. But nurturing isn’t my specialty.”

“You felt pretty nurturing to me.” Cain winked at me. “And she may be kind but your sister is also bossy and vain. So don’t put her on some level above you.”

I wanted to defend Bella but his point was fair. “What about your brother?”

“Which one?”

“There’s more than one brother?”

“I have three brothers, one sister.”

“That’s a lot of brothers. But I meant your twin.”

“What about him?”

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