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Chapter 10
I wasn’t sure what Cain was suggesting and I didn’t want to ask. Well, I did want to ask. I wanted to press for details, for a better explanation. For boundaries and clarity. But that would mess it up, because he wasn’t going to give me that. I didn’t think he even knew precisely what he was offering or suggesting. I wasn’t sure he was even sober.
So I was going to just let it ride. Just enjoy whatever he was offering for as long as I could without being a freak about it. Because I liked Cain. I really, really liked him. Being around him was easy. Fun. So damn sexy. Everything he did was sexy. The way he moved, the way he talked. The way he looked at me and touched me. It was all just hot.
“Can I take pictures of you naked?” I asked. “You know, for later sexting.”
“That’s not how sexting works. You’re not going to send me a picture of myself later.”
He had a point. “Okay. Well, can I just take a naked picture of you in case I want to masturbate back at school?”
Cain had been drinking from the bottle of water and he actually spit it out on a huge laugh. It sprayed over the railing and all down his chest. “Holy hell, Soph. Give me some warning first.”
“What? It was an honest question.” I really thought I would enjoy that.
“Yes, you can take a naked picture of me. But I don’t want a naked picture of you because I don’t trust that cloud shit. I don’t want some pervert somewhere looking at pictures of your body.”
“But you don’t care if your naked pictures are in the cloud?”
He shrugged. “Not in the slightest. It’s not like I have a future political career I might be jeopardizing.”
“Only if you’re sure. And you don’t feel that I am objectifying you.”
“You can objectify me all you want as long as you do that thing you do with your tongue afterward.”
“What thing?” I did a tongue thing? I was surprised my mother hadn’t pointed that out as well.
“Yes. You lick your lip. It makes me hard.”
“Maybe I need lip balm.” I wasn’t aware I did that. I touched my lips to check for moisture. Normal levels.
“Maybe you need my dick.”
I opened my mouth to question how that would solve the problem when Cain put his hand over my lips.
“Shh. It isn’t supposed to make sense. It’s called sexual innuendo.”
“I knew that.” I did. Now that I thought about it. It just always seemed so silly to me before. But with Cain, silly or not, it was sexual. It was an obvious innuendo. And like any other woman it got me hot. “Though actually, that was too obvious to be innuendo.”
“My favorite smart-ass.” He drank from the water bottle. “Sit down.” He gestured to a chair and took the other one. He sat back with a relaxed sigh.
Personally, I didn’t want to sit on metal with my bare legs when it was only in the upper sixties so I stayed standing. “Aren’t you cold?” I asked.
“Nope. Are you? Come sit on my lap.” He moved his eyebrows up and down and patted his legs.
I wanted to say that was ridiculous and that I would never do that. That I didn’t understand why at twenty-four I would perch like a child on a man’s lap, but then I realized that wasn’t the point. It wasn’t practical. It was intimate. It wasn’t what a hookup did. It was what a man who was suggesting something maybe more might also suggest in order to encourage that maybe something more.
So I went and gingerly sat on his leg, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Turn around so you can see the view.”
I saw the view all the time. I would have preferred to look at him. That was a nice view to me. But he was already settling me between his thighs and turning me around. I leaned my head back against his chest, and his arms came around me, big and strong and warm. It should have felt oppressive. But it just felt wonderful. Comforting.
We sat in silence. The good kind. It was starting to get darker, murkier, over the water. Unlike Bella, I liked the sound of the waves. Because of the constant reliability of it. There was nothing random about the tides and I respected that. It was soothing. I relaxed even farther into Cain’s embrace.
“Why do you like math?” he asked after a minute. “What do you think it is about it that appeals to you?”
This was an easy question. “Because every equation can be solved. There are answers. Mathematics is orderly. It’s not nebulous. I don’t do well with nebulous.”
