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“Yes,” she shot back. “And I want a real answer.”
“You think I’m scared to give you a real answer or something, and you’ve gotta demand it out of me?”
She shrugged. “Yeah. Probably.”
“You’re right,” I countered, and her serious expression broke as she laughed. “No, seriously though… when I say that I consider you a friend, that I care about you… I mean that.”
For several seconds, she just stared, and then… “Is afriendall that you consider me?”
“Is that really a conversation you’re trying to have right now?”
“No.”
I chuckled. “Good. Me either.”
After that, she gave me another of those long stares, and I couldn’t tell if she understood how sexy that shit was, especially with her hands gripping the sides of my tee shirt. I leaned in, bringing my mouth down to hers to press a soft kiss to her lips.
“Let’s go back upstairs,” I suggested, moving my hands from her waist down to her hips.
She held my gaze, eyes full of lust, nipples hard enough that I could feel them pressing into my chest through her shirt, and… shook her head.
“Not for whatyouwant to go back upstairs for,” she told me, with a disappointed little sigh after. “I’m guessing you didn’t notice I was barely walking straight after last night… and this morning.Sheneeds a little TLC first – andnotfrom your dick… Wick.”
“But I can treat her withallthe tender loving care she needs, in all kinds of other ways, without even taking my boxers off.”
She smirked. “And I believe you. The problem is, if we do that, I’m definitely going to want you to take your boxers off. I happened to already have a high appreciation for what you keep in there, but after last night’s first-hand experience with it…”
“Mmm,” I grunted. “You sure do know how to stroke a man’s ego. Sure would like you to stroke something else though.”
“I know. And… as much as I would like to indulge that… rest isn’t all I need.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Tell me what you need.”
“Clarity, Wick. And unfortunately… the kind I need… you can’t give.”
I closed my eyes to take a deep breath as I caught her meaning. “Not about me?”
She nodded. “Not about you. Remember that whole… woke up feeling confused thing?”
“I do. Still confused?”
“Very.”
Reluctantly, I eased myself back, giving her some space, because I knew, without her explicitly stating it, that it was what I needed to do. “Do me a favor?” I asked, and her eyes immediately perked up.
“Of course. What?”
“Don’t hesitate to tell me when you’re… no longer confused.”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed, then turned to pick up her weapon, goggles, and ear protection, to return to their proper places.
“Don’t worry,” she said, with a smile that seemed… promising. “You’ll be thefirstto know.”
