"Actually, no. It was more wishful thinking on my part."
I roll my eyes at him and lie back on my bed. "I need your help."
"With what?"
I watch as he walks through the hallway and into his room. He has headphones in, so I figure I'm safe from Clover overhearing me.
"I need an orgasm to get me through the day."
"How much time do I have?"
I glance up at the time on the corner of my screen. "Thirty minutes."
"Plenty of time."
The grin on his face makes me want to reach through the phone and strangle him. "What?"
"Nothing. Just surprised you didn't hook up with someone last night."
"Who says I didn't?"
I can't help but notice the disappointment that flashes across his face, even though it was brief.
"I didn't, by the way." Why am I explaining myself to him? I don't owe him anything.
"I mean, we didn't really have a talk about being exclusive, so..."
My next words are coming out of my mouth before I can second-guess them. "Are you sleeping with other people?"
I want to take it back immediately. I don't care if he is, but now he's going to think I do.
"I am not."
"I really don't care if?—"
He cuts me off, "I've only got eyes for you at the moment, Blake. But I think you knowthat."
My heart starts racing, and I'm starting to feel a little nauseous.
"I really don't care if you do." Silence. "I mean, sleep with other people," I clarify.
"Okay. That doesn't change the fact that I only want to be with you."
"Kass." I can't hide the annoyance in my voice.
"Blake."
I get the feeling he's going to say something I don't want to hear, so I do what I do best.
I put up a wall.
"Actually, I didn't realize what time it was. I have to get ready for a work thing."
"Blake, don't do that to me."
"I'm sure you can get your own rocks off just fine without me."
"You know that's not what I mean."
