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The memory of the night Derrick told me still has my whole body clenching in discomfort and shame. The embarrassment. Thinking of myself as a failure. After he made the comparison, I tried harder. But when I focused too much on what I was doing wrong, I couldn’t enjoy myself. Every time, I’d slip back into being quiet.
So, he broke up with me.
“You did a bad job.”
Every fiber of my body flinches in offense.
If Nathan thinks I cut myself open and laid out my insecurities just so another guy could explain how flawed I was, he’s signing up for a verbal beatdown.
I’m warming up my throat for some dramatic shouting when he clarifies, “If that was supposed to convince me your ex was a decent guy, then I have to tell you, mission failed. What a jackass.”
The angry words I planned to throw at him never make it off my lips.
“I mean, every guy watches porn, but you’d have to be a moron to think it was real. Those women are doing a job. Sorry, but give me a real girl who actually wants to be with me over that any day.” There’s not a dab of pity in his voice. It almost sounds like he’s pissed.
“He didn’t want a porn star. He just wanted me to be more vocal.” I try to put some conviction into my words, but Nathan’s raised eyebrow tells me just how weak my retort sounded.
“He’s an idiot.”
My eyes roll of their own accord. “Come on, Lucifer. Porn or no porn, you can’t tell me guys want a quiet girl in bed. They want their praises shouted!Oh, baby, yes, just like that!” I’m channeling my inner Meg Ryan, and a guy passing by us gives me an appreciative stare. Once he’s past, I wave at his back. “See?”
When I glance up, I expect to see Nathan in reluctant agreement, maybe showing a bit of chagrin, knowing he’s one of these men with their specific expectations.
Instead, a set of devilish eyes runs over my face before he leans in close to whisper against my ear, “A quiet partner means more opportunities. Airplane restrooms, tent at a campground, dark corner in a crowded bar—”
Whatever else is on his dirty list gets cut off by my hand slamming over his mouth.
Someone overhearing might have thought he offended me.
Not the case.
I had to stop him before all my clothes combusted, and I was left standing in the middle of campus, naked and panting.
Lucifer’s wicked gaze rakes over me, and then a warm, wet pressure strokes my palm.
He licked me.
I tug my hand back with a gasp, and Nathan unwraps himself from me, returning to our innocent hand-holding.
But before we take another step, the bastard has to get in one last word.
“Let me know when you want me to prove you wrong.”
13
NATHAN
Hannah won,but I can’t say I’m mad about it.
The afternoon sun spills through the glass and sets a golden cast to her skin as she types rapidly on her laptop in the coveted chair. Hannah glances up when I approach, her neutral expression taking on a triumphant smirk.
“Yeah, yeah. I know.” I wave away whatever taunt she’s about to throw at me as I head for the rigid wooden chair across the way. Instead of settling at the desk, I pick the seat up and carry it over to sit beside her.
“Just can’t keep away from me, huh?” Her smug tone and quirked lips are too adorable.
Before I sit down, I lean over, stealing a kiss from her sassy mouth.
She lets out a happy sigh that warms my chest and convinces me to linger a moment longer before retreating.
