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Sex was about need— Sex was about want.
Yes, they’d had sex last night—but they’d had a lot more besides.
As the traffic light turned green and he indicated to turn onto the freeway, Iosef attempted reason.
Guovano.
The expletive was there on his lips but he swallowed it down.
Why on earth had he gone to the wedding? And if he had had to go, he should have danced with her first, been polite, got it over with.
He glanced over at her.
Saw that pinched face trying to be brave.
Saw the unmistakable angry flush on her cheek as she pointedly stared out of the window.
And he was hard again.
Wanted to kiss away the doubts that were surely on her mind.
Wanted to make love to her, tell her she was crazy to even think such things.
More than that, he wanted to talk to her, to tell her all that was going on in his life.
Wanted the permission to talk without the pillow.
She’d never get it.
‘I told you I could not have a relationship.’
‘You did.’ She was fiddling with radio stations— changing from the talkback show he listened to to some blasted pop, but he could still see the glint of tears in her eyes.
‘It’s just not possible at the moment.’
‘You don’t have to explain yourself to me.’
His knuckles were white as they gripped the steering-wheel, tempted to indicate, to pull over into the hard lane of the freeway and do just that: explain how impossible things were at the moment. Tell her why he couldn’t be with her—only he couldn’t.
‘I’m no good for you.’
‘On the contrary, I think you’re very good for me.’
Hell, why couldn’t she just get it? Why wasn’t she spiteful now, demanding even, why couldn’t she be like everyone else?
She expected to be let down.
He could see it as they pulled into the driveway, could see the jut of her jaw as she attempted casual.
‘See you at work.’
‘No doubt.’ He gave her a wry smile, watched as her shaking hands pushed a few times on the window buttons before locating the door lock.
‘Annie.’ He caught her wrist as she was about to get out. ‘I’d only make you miserable.’
‘You just have, anyway.’
He should just let her walk away.
