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“With who?”
I drain my glass as I think of a lie. “Becca.”
“Becca who?”
“Becca Bib… Biblicists,” I blurt out.
His brow furrows. “Who’s Becca Biblicist?”
“A girl from work.”
He nods and then saunters back up the hall. He finds his shampoo and closes the bathroom door behind him.
I put my hands over my eyes. Becca Biblicist. That’s the best fake name I can come up with, seriously? What the fuck is wrong with me?
And why did I lie?
I should have just told him the truth. Ugh, what is wrong with me?
10:00 p.m.
I lie on the couch with my glass of wine in my hand as I go over my options, what I need to do is to just go in the room and tell him I have a date.
It’s no big deal. …. why am I making this a big deal? Nathan won’t care who I date.
Maybe it’s me that cares—maybe I’m the one with the issue here.
I tip my head back and drain my glass, knowing this is the exact reason why I need to date other people.
I am too dependent on Nathan.
The girls are right, this isn’t normal behaviour, why haven’t I seen it before now?
Two years with a man in my bed who I’m not having sex with is just plain weird.
I rinse my glass up and brush my teeth, and then I give myself a pep talk in the mirror. I’m just going to go in there and tell him.
Straight and simple; no fucking around.
I walk into the bedroom to see Nathan reading in bed. His hair is
messy like he’s just been fucked. His arm is above his head, exposing his sculptured biceps. My eyes drop down lower, and I can count the ripples on his stomach. My own stomach flips. He looks like a Greek God or something. Damn it, does he have to be so fucking sexy?
“Will you wear some clothes around here?” I huff as I turn my side of the blankets back.
“What?” He frowns, but his eyes don’t leave the page.
“You’re half naked all the time.” I get into bed, annoyed. It’s like he’s purposely baiting me. I mean, I am only human; any red-blooded woman would be salivating if she was constantly exposed to this torture. I get a vision of him naked from earlier and his beautiful body.
For fuck’s sake.
I roll over so that my back is to him with a huff.
“What’s up your ass?” he mutters.
“Nothing.”
“My nudity is annoying you?”
