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He grins. "Fair enough."
His gaze wanders down to my hard nipples. I wish I knew what he was thinking as he focuses on my neck and shoulders. Closing my eyes, I try to relax and enjoy this.
Payton adjusts his position, then slides his large hand across the tops of my breasts. His fingers dip between them but never inappropriately, though a part of me wishes he would.
"How many other women have you massaged?" I ask without looking at him.
"Including you? One."
"Just me? Really?"
"Yep."
My stomach flips with butterflies, though it shouldn't. Payton's just trying to help me feel better after getting a negative test. And this definitely has put me in a better mood.
"Not even for your ex?"
"No, she was too busy fucking my best friend."
"What?" I had no idea that was why they broke up. "What kind of person would cheat on you? And with your so-called friend? Wow. I hope you punched him out."
He stays silent, and I worry I said something I shouldn't have. When I meet his eyes, he's already staring at me.
"I wanted to. But it wouldn't have changed anything. Found out later she was pregnant."
"Payton, why have you never told me this?"
"Wanted to forget it." He moves his hands up my neck and sensually rolls his thumb over and over. "I stuck around and waited for the paternity test results. It wasn't mine."
A deep ache in my heart is only a fraction of what he must've felt. Even if she'd been cheating, he wanted a family, and she yanked it out from under him.
"I'm so sorry."
He shrugs, narrowing his eyes on my lips. "Trust me, it worked out the way it was meant to."
"Still...what they did to you was shitty."
"Karma came back around. After they got married, he knocked up another girl."
"Jesus. Does no one believe in commitment anymore? This is why I gave up on dating a long time ago."
A part of me always wondered why he didn’t date much because he's the full package.
Payton moves his fingers over my scalp, massaging my head and giving me a hairgasm. I swear, the man has magic hands.
"When you get pregnant, I'll massage lotion over your belly. It’s supposed to help with dry and itchy skin," he tells me once he's finished.
"If I get pregnant," I correct.
"No, when. Keep the faith." He shoots me a wink.
"I'm tryin'."
"How do you feel now?"
"Like I'm floating on a cloud and never want to come down."
He grins, readjusting the sheet for me. "Good. I'll let you change, then I’ll come back and clean up. But take your time. I'll get you some water too. Helps release the toxins from your body."
