Page 62 of Just Mr. Love


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“Thanks. I think I’ll lie down for a minute. Let this shit wear off.” He disappears inside.

I point to the small love seat on the porch.

River sits, and I take the spot next to her. The sun is just coming up over the horizon.

“How are you feeling?” I ask.

River shrugs. “I’ve been better.”

“Where did Kyle take you?”

“I don’t know. They put a bag over my head and threw me in a cell. I screamed for you for two days. They had to sedate me. Then I woke up back at Clover.”

I wince. “I’m really sorry, River.”

She turns to fully face me. “Where did you go, Huff? You swore you’d stay.”

“I know, but Morris nabbed me, and by the time I got back, you were already gone.” There is way more to the story, of course. “River, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“You mean how you cheated on me?”

“I didn’t cheat, Riv. I was trying to keep my promise and not martyr myself to get you back.”

“So you went clubbing with celebrities, partied all night, and hooked up with that reporter woman, Luna? Kyle showed me everything. Looked pretty fucking pleased with himself, too.”

“I had to make him believe I didn’t care about you so he’d stop using you as bait.”

“You did a pretty good job of convincing the world.” She looks away.

“I’m sorry, River. I really am.”

“So you’re saying all those late-night selfies and reels you posted with Luna at her place were staged? You weren’t really drunk and having fun?”

I didn’t know Luna posted everything. “I’m not going to lie. I had fun. But you were never far from my thoughts, Riv.”

“Swear to me. Swear on your life that nothing happened between you two, that she means nothing to you.”

I should ask the same of her about Sam, but honestly, I’m almost afraid to. I don’t want to hear the truth.

“I swear,” I say. “She means nothing romantically. But River, that’s not what I need to talk to you about. When we had sex, the reason you got so crazy wasn’t stress. It was the chemicals in my semen.”

She makes a sour face. “Ew. Really?”

“I didn’t know.”

“So is that why I felt like my head would explode if I didn’t get you back in bed?”

I nod.

“Am I going to change now?” She looks terrified.

“I don’t think so. There was only enough in my semen to make you addicted and aggressive and a little stronger.”

“So, like the crap Morris was selling to all those students?”

“I think, but I’m not sure.”

She presses a hand to her chest and starts panting. “What am I going to do? Can I detox like you did?”

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