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“Oh.”
“I’m just fucking with you. I wanted you to know, that’s all.”
“Thanks, Layton. I’ll see you tomorrow? In the meantime, I’m going to go research yoga shit.”
“See ya.” I disconnect and roll the driver’s side window down in my truck. Music cranked, cool breeze blowing, body relaxed.
I never see the car that flips off the guardrail in the oncoming lanes and goes airborne.
Not until it’s too late.
THIRTEEN
RUINOUS
LIVY
Iroll over and grab my phone.
Me:Today was … everything.
Me:I should saynice. Orwonderfulor whatever, but I’d rather be honest. Especially if it’s not something we can repeat. Besides, I don’t lie.
Me:You being here. Protecting me and keeping me safe. That nap. The orgasms. The connection. The conversation. Watching your playfulness overwhelm your seriousness. Today was everything. Thank you.
Me:And not in the way I just thanked you for sex, because that’s weird. But in the thank you for today—for everything type of way.
No reply.
It’s been hours, and there’s been zero reply. Not even a thumbs-up. That’s the very least he could do.
He says he wants to know, but radio silence is a cold slap in the face. At least the sex was good.
Good.
Good Lord.Gooddoesn’t even begin to describe it.
Phenomenal.
Glorious.
Ruinous.
He’s long and thick, and I can still feel where he stretched me. That soreness is evidence he enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed him.
He was a great way to get back on the horse since it’s been a while for me.
His growls, intensity, raw desire, and pure sexuality.
On second thought, maybe he was the worst way to get back on the horse. The clear ownership of my body, that visceral desire for me, his possession … he wasn’t lying when he said he’d embarrass other men after him.
How anyone else will compare is beyond me.
I flip the phone face down and roll onto my belly. Sleep is close, and after last night, I really need to catch up. I hitch up a leg and burrow under the covers.
But thinking of Layton Ranger creates more of an ache where one already exists.
I try to ignore it, but the desire only gets stronger. I reach between my legs, finding myself wet, and strum my clit.
