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“You have bruises.”
I looked down, finding a dark bruise on my hip and what looked like fingerprints on my inner thighs. “Oh. I guess I do.”
“Come here,” he demanded.
“I should get dressed.” I ignored his intense stare and went to my dresser.
“Gigi.”
I wasn’t sure what was wrong with me. I had gotten what I wanted from him. He felt better than I remembered but being with him didn’t make this ache, this need for more, this pain, go away.
“Baby,” he said gently.
I was vaguely aware of him coming up behind me.
Vince brushed the loose strands that had fallen from my bun off my nape, and placed a soft peck on my shoulder. “Talk to me.”
His touch was so gentle, it forced a lump to my throat.
“I don’t know what to say,” I confessed.
“Gigi.” He wrapped an arm around my middle.
Both of us were naked with the remnants of what we had done written all over our skin but for whatever reason, I couldn’t face him. It wasn’t like before. Even though we had only been together once, that had been three years ago and in the back seat of my car. But I wouldn’t have changed it for anything. So why the hell did I feel like I was about to do the walk of shame?
“Hey.” Vince tried turning me, but I wouldn’t budge.
I could feel his eyes burning into me, but I couldn’t even meet his gaze in the reflection of the mirror.
“Do you regret what we did tonight?”
I looked at him then, my gaze landing on his face.
His dark eyes stared back at me, waiting, hoping for an answer that wouldn’t break either of our hearts.
“No,” I finally said.
His shoulders slumped like that one word held so much weight all by itself.
“Then talk to me.” His thumb brushed along my hip bone. “I feel like you regret something. Was I too rough? Not rough enough? You gotta give me something here, Queenie.”
“No.” I inhaled a sharp breath and leaned against my dresser. Even though we were both naked, his cock was flaccid and nothing sexual slid between us. This was more than just sex. There had always been an air about Vince that was intense. I had never seen him look at another woman. I had some hot friends, but he only ever looked at me.
“What do you want out of this?” I finally asked him.
He tilted his head, his eyes searching my face. “The same thing you do, baby, but I’m willing to wait until you’re ready.”
Would I ever be ready?
“Is this the age thing?”
“No.” I shook my head for added effect. “Not at all. I just…” Could I tell him that he had broken my heart? It had been lame, and I shouldn’t have cared so much but the night we spent together, meant something to me and I thought it meant something to him too.
“You’re freaking me out, Gigi.” Vince stepped away, running a hand over the back of his neck. “I don’t know what I did.”
“Please don’t.” I went to him and before he could protest, I wrapped my arms around his hard middle. “I don’t know what’s going on but I just…I need this. I need you. I always need you.”
“Alright, Queenie.” He returned the embrace, wrapping me up in his arms. “I’ll be patient and wait for you to tell me when you’re ready.” He crouched until we were at eye level. “Okay?”
