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How the fuck is it possible I'm bored of one-night stands?
She sighs. "Why do I do this to myself?"
"I'm sure Brendon has something that can take the edge off," Dean says.
"I'm not taking Brendon's used sex toys. Especially knowing he uses them on Kay." She sticks her tongue out. Shakes her head with disgust. "I have my own… you know what. Never mind. It's none of your business."
He turns to me. "Come on, Casanova. Keep going. It was just getting good."
"I'm not a porn site. If I was, I'd charge a fortune," I say.
"I don't want some porn site. That's fake shit. I need the real dirt," he says. "What was she like?"
"Different," I say.
"You like her."
"Of course I like her. I wouldn't fuck her if I didn't."
"No. You like her."
"I don't like anyone."
"I thought so. But I guess I'm the only soulless one here." He shakes his head. "Damn, Walker. First Brendon. Now you. Another one bites the dust."
"You can't trick me into offering more details."
He smiles wide. "You sure?"
No. He can. I usually love replaying my conquests. But it feels different with Iris. Like I shouldn't.
Fuck.
Maybe he's right.
Maybe I do like her.
But it's not like that means I'm going to fall for her.
Dean's wrong. Well, not about him being more soulless. But about me being at all open to anything beyond a fuck.
I like Iris.
I want to fuck her again.
But that's it.
It isn't going to mean more than that.
The bell rings.
That must be my eleven o'clock.
I shoot Dean a cut it out look and I turn to the door.
That's her. @FruedianSlip.
Iris.
