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“I found the secret to making you smile!”
“What?”
“Orgasms! Why didn’t I think of it sooner?!”
The laugh he lets out is unlike anything I’ve heard before. His head drops back against the pillow and his entire chest shakes from the sound.
I really,reallylike it.
And I know that’s really,reallybad.
But I end up thinking through every way I can make it happen again.
He dangles the remote in front of me. “Pick or I’ll pick for you.”
I decide now’s a good test to see ifScottreally meant some of the things he said. After all, maybe he lied about watching all seventeen versions ofPride and Prejudicefor scientific purposes. “I’m in a Matthew MacFadyen kind of mood tonight.”
In typical Rowan fashion, he chooses the right one, proving he really was crazy enough to watch all the movies. The only thing I’m not too sure about is his reasoning for doing so.
There’s a small, irrational voice in my head that wants to read into the situation more, but it loses to the stronger voice that says to enjoy the moment and drop all expectations.
* * *
My walk of shame is prolonged due to the Kane house being a ten-minute walk away from my apartment. Rowan offered to drive me, but I only rolled my eyes and bid him goodbye with a deep kiss.
I could have let him. There was an honest to God part of me that was craving that kind of attention. But I needed some distance and a walk to clear my head after a night of mind-blowing sex and worse, good conversation. I hate to admit it, but I’m still hesitant about Rowan’s intentions. Dating seems like a dangerous game with someone like him.
After all, we watched the entire movie before getting into a heated debate about classicism and the divide between the haves and have nots. Rowan tried to lecture me on upper-class problems and I tried to introduce his face to my fist.
Okay, I’m only kidding.Violence is never the answer. Although I did threaten bodily harm in the form of withholding sex, which only landed me a withheld orgasm until I apologized.
Rowan plays dirty. It’s the one thing I learned along with his dick size.
So basically, I have no idea what I’m doing with Rowan, but maybe that’s a good thing. I’ve always been thelabelskind of girl and it hasn’t exactly worked out in my favor.
During my ten-minute walk home, I solidify my positive mindset. I’m all for keeping things casual for now. After being in a long-term relationship that went from zero to a hundred, I’m willing to take things slow and let the relationship grow on its own. While it’s risky, I know Rowan cares, so there’s no need to worry.
I use my key and unlock the front door. “Claire?”
The apartment is silent except for some noises coming from Claire’s room. I’m smart enough to not open her door whenever I hear John Legend crooning from the doors. I value my eyesight far too much to bleach my eyes.
I walk into my bedroom, take a shower, and drop onto my bed with a smile. John Legend’s sweet voice fades into the background as I drift off.
* * *
I wake up to the smell of sizzling bacon and Claire belting out off-key toJourney. My stomach grumbles, demanding to be fed after my long night.
I find Claire in the kitchen, cooking and singing into her spatula. “Who’s got you in such a good mood?”
Claire jumps in place. She turns down the volume on the small speaker. “Zahra! You’re home! I didn’t hear you come in.”
“That’s because you were a bit busy.”
Claire blushes. “I’ve got something to share.”
“Me too.” I grin.
“You first,” we both say at the same time before laughing.
