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“We’re usually naked when we’re in bed together.”
He inhales a deep breath when he understands what I’m saying, and he tosses the shirt in his hand back into his bag. “Chloe, what the fuck? I’m not hanging out with you for sex. If I only wanted quick pussy, I could get it anywhere, at any time.”
“Full of yourself much?” I mutter.
He stares at me with frustration and hurt. “Not saying it to pipe my ego. I’m saying it to prove my point to you.” He signals to the pajamas at my side. “Sleep in those. Sleep in my sweatpants. Sleep in a fucking Halloween costume. Either way, it won’t change my mind about being next to you.”
His response shocks me. At first, I played it off as a joke, but deep down, it’s been bothering me, not knowing if that’s all he wants. From the beginning, we’ve made it clear this is sex and then we go our separate ways. And I said the same. I was adamant on no double dating or getting too close.
The truth keeps hitting me tonight. I was afraid of expressing myself and wanting more in fear of Kyle hurting me again. I didn’t want him in case he didn’t want me.
But it seems like … he does.
My life gets more complicated.
“Now …” he says, breaking me out of my thoughts. He’s holding up a pair of his sweats when I look over at him. “Are these okay for me to sleep in?”
I flip him the bird. “Funny.”
I grab my pajamas, and he comes over to play assistant while I struggle to get undressed.
So, it is about sex,I wonder when he drops to his knees and drags my pants off. I’m thinking the same when he helps me with my shirt and bra, my boobs bouncing free.
So, maybe it isn’t about sex,I wonder when he grabs my pajamas and dresses me.
He returns to our bags to grab our toothbrushes fromhisbag. My drunken lips curl into a smile. He texted me, asking what my favorite color was after my first weekend at his house. The next day, there sat a new toothbrush of the same color on his bedroom vanity. Neither one of us mentioned it, but he smiles and winks every time I pick it up.
“You need me to brush yours?” he asks, handing mine over.
I laugh and lead us to the bathroom. “Hopefully, I can manage this one by myself.”
“Tell me if you change your mind. I’ve never brushed anyone else’s teeth, but I don’t mind getting that personal with you.”
We share the sink and brush our teeth in silence. Next, we floss. He leaves when I ask him for my makeup wipes. He drops them off and then goes back into the bedroom. When I walk out, he’s already changed into sweatpants with no shirt on and in bed, his back against the headboard.
Sharing a bed with him and not for sexual reasons makes my stomach flip-flop. Sure, we sleep in the same one during sleepovers, but that’s after sex. This is different. This is comfortable. This feels like we’re in a relationship.
I shake my head.Quit questioning this. He’ll probably jump on you as soon as you get in.
I wouldn’t object to it.
He taps the spot next to him. “Come here.”
When I crawl in, he pulls the sheet to our waists, snatches my hips, and drags me to his side. I rest my head on his shoulder.
A pained breath leaves him. “I want to tell you something.”
I perk up in his arms. “What’s up?”
His voice turns gentle. “Kent’s words … they keep creeping up on me.”
“Kyle, he was mad and talking shit.”
“He said I’d treat you like a whore.” He leans us forward, so he can settle his arm behind me, and then he runs his fingers through my hair, untangling the mess. “I never want you to feel like that, Chloe. I’ve never and I will never think of you that way.”
“Kyle,” I cut in.
“No, let me finish.”
