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“You got to stop calling me that, girl.”
He was sweet, though. He’d probably come here for a repeat of the other night and instead, he’d nearly got a knife to the balls and found out that she had her period.
Imaginary period.
Right. Her imaginary period.
Still, he didn’t know that.
She wrinkled her nose. “But there would be blood.”
“I don’t have a problem with blood, girl.”
“You don’t?” Why was that so damn sexy? Blood wasn’t sexy. It was gross. But he didn’t look like he thought it was disgusting.
There was just one problem . . . if he gave her an orgasm he’d find out she’d lied.
Darn, lying was hard. How did people do this?
“I don’t . . . I don’t think I could do that.”
She thought he would argue back, try to push her. But he just nodded. “Your choice.”
Right. So why did she feel so sad about it?
“You should eat something high in iron, you’re still pale. Want me to go get you some spinach?”
Uh. No. She did not.
Spinach.
She wrinkled her nose. “Gross.”
“Girl, if you were mine . . .”
She sucked in a breath and he grimaced as he obviously realized what he’d said. Suddenly, he stood. He almost looked panicked. Probably worried that she was going to take his words as him meaning he wanted to be with her. For her to be his.
But he didn’t need to worry. She knew the score.
“You have to go?”
“Yeah. I do. You’ll be all right? You need anything?”
She tried to hide her sadness. She guessed she shouldn’t expect him to stick around . . . they weren’t friends. They weren’t dating.
“No, I’m fine.”
To her shock, he leaned in and cupped her face. Then he lightly kissed her forehead. “Girl, you text me if you need anything.”
“Sure,” she said, knowing she wouldn’t do it. That was just one of those things people said but didn’t necessarily mean. However, it made her feel better. As though he might care.
“Come lock the door. Lie down and eat the rest of your sandwich. I’ll text you later.”
She stared at the sandwich in disinterest. For some stupid reason, she felt like crying.
“Almost forgot.”
She glanced up as he turned back at the door, reaching into his pocket. He
