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“So, you hit it and quit it?” I ask. His bringing up the fact that he was with another woman tonight might lead me away from wanting his company.
An exasperated sigh leaves his lips. “I didn’t fuck anyone tonight, Lauren.”
“Yeah, right,” I snort.
“I tried to.”
“Tried to? Is your cock broken now?” I’m silently callingbullshitwith the dirty look on my face.
“I couldn’t get … into it. I was thinking about someone else. Icalledher by someone else’s name. She gave me a free pass and dropped to her knees to suck my cock. A trooper who was ready to rid me of my thoughts of the woman who didn’t deserve them.”
God, I don’t want to hear this, but I have to.
I can’t stop myself from interrupting him. “If a man said another woman’s name while I was grinding on him, I most likely would’ve poured battery acid on his junk.”
“Are you sure you should be in the medical field?” He kicks my foot with his. “Better yet, are you sure you should be around anyone’s junk? I’m suggesting you change professions and seek employment at a convent.”
I roll my eyes. “Go on. So, chick gave you a blow job to rid your thoughts of a woman you shouldn’t be thinking of—aka, most likely me. How is that any different from me talking about my sex life?”It’s weird, sitting on the couch where I did the same thing with him.
“I shouldn’t be having this conversation with you.”
“Nuh-uh. You started it. You come in, smelling like the perfume of an expensive hooker, and start this story. You’d better finish it.” My tone changes from friendly to annoyed. “You fucked her, didn’t you?”
“She stroked me twice, and I stopped her.”
“Whatever,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. “You don’t have to lie.”
“Trust me, Dyson, you have no idea how much I’d love to go into detail about fucking another woman to hurt you.”
“Then, why didn’t you have sex with her?”
“Because, every time I tried to go through with it, I would stop because I didn’t want to fucking hurt you. I couldn’t think about her lips wrapped around my cock while you sat in this apartment, alone. It would’ve been wrong for me to have her suck my cock when I wished she were you.”
What the hell do I say back to that?
“I, uh … appreciate it, but don’t think our situation has to stop you from having … sexual encounters. I’m looking for a new place, and I will be out of your hair as soon as I can.”That’s a lie.“Then, you’ll be free to go back to screwing women in here again.”
His brows scrunch together. “You’re the only woman I’ve had in here. Never felt the urge to have anyone else.” He lets out a stressed breath. “I’d appreciate it if you extended the same courtesy. Go to their place. Screw them in their car. Let’s have a mutual understanding that this is a no-fucking zone.”
“What about the bedroom at your dad’s you’re crashing in? Is that in the no-fucking zone?”
“Do you want it to be?”
Yes! Yes!
“You can do whatever you want, Gage.”
My breath catches in my throat when his gaze locks on mine, and he goes quiet until our eye contact is strong. I want to close my eyes, cut off our connection, but I can’t pull away. I feel this affinity in my core, and that’s exactly what he wants.
“Do you want it to be?” he repeats, enunciating each word.
I shrug and play with my hands without looking away. “I mean, it’d be weird, knowing my ex-boyfriend is only feet away, screwing another woman, but that’s what they make Xanax and headphones for.”
“Then, my bedroom is also a no-fucking zone.”
“Glad we could come up with an agreement of where the no-fucking areas are.” I pause. “Have you … slept with an ungodly number of women since me?”
What girl wouldn’t want to scoop him up and throw him into her bed?
