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“I am talking to you. And I don’t like it. I don’t do this. I don’t talk. I don’t know how.”
“I’d say you’re doing a pretty good job at it.” I would have chuckled, but something told me she wouldn’t have appreciated it.
“I’m not. I’m terrible at it.” She buried her face in her hands and let out the most adorable growl. Then she jumped to her feet.
I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into my lap. She didn’t protest; she went soft against me as soon as her ass hit my thighs. I turned her so that I could look into her face. “You’ve never been in love.”
“I’ve never even been in like.”
I grinned and jostled her in my arms. “You like me.”
She shoved my shoulder playfully. “You know I like you.”
“Do you think you could more than like me?” I stared into her eyes. I wanted to know the truth, and I knew I’d find it there.
She held her finger and thumb about an inch apart right in front of my face. “I might sorta kinda just a little bit already like you more than just a little bit. And it makes me feel like I’m a fucking mess, truth be told. I don’t like messes.”
That was the most honest thing I’d ever heard a woman say, and I had no idea how to respond. But it did make me remember why I’d come to talk to her.
“So, speaking of messes…” I began.
Her brow furrowed. “Okay…” she prompted.
“We didn’t use a condom this morning.”
She laughed. “Oh, that kind of mess!” The tension that had her wound as tight as a spring suddenly loosened.
“Yes, that kind of mess.”
She leaned close and pressed her lips to mine. “I have an IUD.”
“You do?”
“Yes. And I know you had a full medical exam a few months ago, including testing for STIs.”
“How do you know that?”
“I logged into your doctor’s office account. I was looking for something else.”
“What something else?”
“Your blood type,” she said quietly. She jerked a thumb toward her spreadsheet. “For my cross-referencing.”
“You cross-referenced me?” I set her back from me a little, astounded.
“No stone unturned and all that,” she nearly chirped at me.
“Did you find my blood type?”
“Yes. The rest was just extra. Extra info.”
“But you read it anyway.”
“Well, yeah, I skimmed it.”
“You have to stop doing that.” But I couldn’t hold back my grin. This was one of the things I both loved and hated about her in equal measure. Thankfully, I wasn’t a guy who needed secrets. I had nothing to hide. I was an open book, just waiting for her to turn the pages. I wante
d her to know everything about me. “So you knew I got tested for everything.”
