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“I’m not.”
“Then what’s the problem? Why’d you stop?”
I remove myself from her and sit on the bed. “You’re trying to distract yourself from what happened today.”
“Well.” Her hand lifts. “Yeah!” She sits up. “What’s wrong with that?”
“I’m not going to be your distraction.”
“Why not?”
“I know today was difficult. You need to deal with it.”
Her hands flip in the air. “I’m trying!”
“Not like this. It won’t work.”
“It always has in the past. What’s your problem? I’m trying to have sex with you, throwing myself at you, and you’re turning me down?” Her head tilts. She looks at me from the corner of a watchful eye. “Don’t you like having sex?”
“Yes,” I say with a light chuckle.
“Then are you demisexual?”
“Demisexual?”
“I don’t have to ask.” She raises a hand. “I understand this repeat.” She drops her hand. “Demisexual is someone who doesn’t feel sexual attraction to new people?”
I chuckle again, this time a little harder. “I’ve had and have thoroughly enjoyed sex with strangers. Besides, after what we’ve been through, we’re past the stranger stage.”
“Okay, well then, do you suffer from HDSD? Do you have a low sex drive?” she asks with complete seriousness.
“Nope.” I glance down at my pants to point out the evidence. “My sex drive is very active.”
Her eyes follow mine to the bulge in my jeans. “Okay,” she draws out the word, her eyes reaching back to mine. “Great.” She lies back down on the bed. “I’ll deal with my shit later.” She pulls her shirt off and tosses it on the floor. “Let’s have sex now.”
I stare down at her. She’s gorgeous. Perfect.
Reaching back, I grip my shirt and pull it off. I shake my head. “Here.” I drop my shit on her chest. “So you don’t have to sleep in the buff tonight.”
She releases a long sigh, grabs my shirt, and lifts it to her nose. “It smells like” —she pulls it away, and her nose wrinkles— “you.”
“Yeah, and tomorrow when I have to put it back on, it’ll smell like you.” I bop my finger on the tip of her wrinkled nose.
“So?” Her eyes bug out. “About the sex?”
“Oh.” I grab her wrist and lift her hand. “I recommend you use this one” —I pinch the tip of her index finger and give it a wiggle— “to take care of yourself tonight.” I smile, lean down, and kiss the tip.
Her face reddens. She rips her hand from my grip.
“I prefer this one.” She flips me off with her middle finger. “You’re an asshole.”
“Yes. Perhaps I am, but I’m also not going to be your distraction tonight.” I stand. “Now.” I smile. “This asshole is going to take a shower.” I head to the bathroom.
“Better make it a cold one!”
“Oh…” I glance over my shoulder, cursing myself for leaving her half-naked on the bed. “It will be.”
Chapter 14
