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Enzo’s shoulders slumped ever so slightly, and he forced to smile before nodding.
We rode in a comfortable silence on the way to dinner. Both seemingly lost in thought before Enzo interrupted the quiet.
"So, stay the night with me tonight?"
"Sure." I tried to sound enthusiastic, but it was hard to do. It wasn't that Enzo wasn't good in bed, he was amazing. It was just that every time with him was like a script, going through the same routine night after night. I wasn't allowed to speak, he wouldn’t look into my face. It was weird.
Once we got started, he switched things up sometimes, but he felt more distant when we were having sex than any other time. In those moments, it was like I wasn't a person to him. I wasn't much more than a sex toy for him to use whenever he wanted.
Outside of the bedroom, he was a totally different person. He was interested in learning everything he could about me and sharing about himself as well. It was when we were having sex that I felt cheap and almost...used.
But Iwasbeing used. For sex and as his fake fiancée...that's what he was paying me for, and I needed to remember that. No matter how real it felt or how sweet he seemed, what we had was a business agreement.
But the routine before sex drove me crazy.Maybe if I understood his reasons for it, maybe that would help.
"Can I ask you a question?" I turned to face him in the backseat of the limo.
"Of course. What is it?" He leaned in curiously.
"Tell me if I'm crossing a line but I just want to understand... What's the deal with the pre-sex routine?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the shower, the specific toiletries, the no talking rule? Does it not get old?"
"I'm paying you very well to have things the way I want them to be, am I not?" He snapped and I sat back in my seat to put a bit of distance between us, regretting having brought anything up at all.
"Yes. Of course, you are."
"Good. Then I trust that's the end of the discussion."
I nodded even though he hadn't posed it as a question. The car came to a stop, jolting us from the tension.
"We're here."
Enzo didn't seem as warm or happy as he helped me out of the car, but he managed to force a smile for the press.
Chapter 13
Enzo
I hadn't expected Aurora's questions about my guidelines when it came to our intimate encounters and those questions bugged me all the way through dinner and even the helicopter ride home.
The routine let me stay in control, not just of the woman I was with, but of my own thoughts and emotions. It was just another way to stay numb. The rules eliminated surprises and allowed me to lose myself in the moment.
It worked well when I was meeting a hooker at a hotel room once a week but maybe Aurora had a point. Maybe I could mix things up, just a little and still manage to keep the emotions in check.
I unlocked the door to my apartment and let Aurora inside. Once it was shut and locked behind us, I turned to face her in the entryway. My gaze followed the lines of the beautifully delicate diamond necklace that hung around her slender neck and rested at her collarbone. I ran my finger along its path and her breath hitched.
“This was a lovely choice. You did well with your selection. It's soft and subtle. It doesn't take away from your natural beauty.”
“Thank you.” Her voice trembled slightly when my finger ran across her collarbone. “I should hop in the shower while you make yourself comfortable.” She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes.
Our conversation from earlier was still bothering her. I gave a sharp nod and watched as she headed for the guest bathroom.
I went to my bedroom and got undressed before the thought of her showering popped into my mind. Hot rivulets cascading over her soft, supple curves. Her hands, lathered with bodywash, running over her smooth, tanned skin.
I headed to the guest bathroom without thinking and slipped inside. The water was still running in the shower. I paused, inhaling the familiar scent deeply before opening the shower door and stepping inside.
