Page 57 of Bet Me Something


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“What the hell was the terrible experience?” He was looking at me with a mixture of residual desire and surprise.

“Is that your douchebag way of complimenting me?”

He chuckled. “I didn’t mean anything by it, except that you definitely get to skip a grade or two with your lesson, and the only douchebag is the one who made you have a bad first time.”

I giggled and lay down on him, enjoying the feel of his skin beneath my face. The only thing better would have been if I had no clothes on, either.

He immediately stiffened. “No, no, we aren’t doing any cuddling with one of us naked.” He practically jumped out of the bed.

“Hmm, good. I’m tired.”

He laughed, putting on his boxers. “So, we’re cool after this?”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re such a dude. Yeah, we’re cool.”

“And you agree this is a one-time deal?”

“Huh, I don’t remember agreeing to that.”

“Kenz—”

“Hey, don’t you ‘Kenz’ me. You came in here denying my vibrator the pleasure of my first orgasm, mister, and now you’re going to start dictating rules?”

He acted as though he wanted to say something but instead concentrated on getting dressed. “Fine, you don’t need to agree because it can’t happen again.”

“Then don’t barge in the next time you hear a buzzing sound, and we’ll be good. Come to think of it, it’ll be easier once I’m back in my own place.” I pulled up my covers and lay on my side, pretending not to be the least bit affected by what had just happened or his panicked reaction.

He sighed, lay on the bed, and then curled up facing me, cupping my face. Something passed over his eyes, but quickly disappeared. “Don’t move out. Not yet.”

“Why do you crawl into bed with me every night?” If he was asking me to stay, then I deserved an answer to this mystery because, for a guy who didn’t seem to want a repeat performance, he was throwing mixed signals like a mad man.

He was quiet for the longest time and then spoke in a whisper. “Because I almost lost you.”

Of all the things he could have said, he picked the sucker punch. I expelled a breath and realized I was in serious trouble when it came to protecting my heart from this man. As if he didn’t have a majority share already, he was inching in to steal the entire thing.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck with his breath coming out unsteadily. “When I think about the car hitting you and then lying in the hospital bed trying to get a hold of me—I about lose it and need to hold you close.”

Pulling back, I framed his face with my hands, glimpsing the first raw emotion I’d ever witnessed from him. “If you feel that way, why can’t we—?”

He put a finger to my lips. “Because I meant what I said in the hospital. You deserve better.” He proceeded to kiss me softly and then fell asleep next to me the same way he did every night.

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