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“But what if one of us wants to end things? Or catches feelings?”

“We can stop whenever either of us wants to. As long as there’s open communication between us and we’re honest with each other, there shouldn’t be an issue.”

Lennox doesn’t say anything. I can’t tell if she likes the idea or not. But I don’t want awkwardness between us either. “It was just a thought. Think about it. Let me know.”

After a few minutes, she says “Well, there’ll have to be rules.”

“What kind of rules?”

“The usual kind with this type of relationship. No getting attached, no labels, just sex.”

“Yes, exactly what I said.” I grin, and she elbows me this time. “So do you want to do it?”

“Sure, why not?” She smiles at me with a shyness I’m not used to from her, and dammit, I already know I’m going to be in trouble.

But all I really care about is keeping her safe, and hopefully, she won’t feel the need to sleep around anymore. She can just call me, and I’ll be there for her. “Cool, let’s shake on it.”

Without realizing it, I reach out to shake with my hurt hand. Before I can tuck it away, she already has her eyes on it. “Holden! Your hand!”

“It’s better now. You should’ve seen it last night. It was triple in size.”

“Did you go to the doctor? Make sure it’s not broken?”

“It’s fine. I’ve been taking care of it.”

Lennox sighs. “Why did you punch that guy anyway?”

“He deserved it. You don’t take advantage of drunk girls.”

“It was the other way around.”

“It doesn’t matter. I should’ve done more than just punch his ass.”

“Wow. Who is this tough nerdy boy?”

I laugh. “My dad taught me how to fight when I was younger. Along with running miles and lifting weights. I’ve lost a lot of my muscles now since I’ve not kept up with it. But I didn’t really enjoy it. Especially when it's used as a form of punishment.”

“Even without muscles, you still pack a mean punch. That guy went right down, knocked out cold.”

Her compliment has me grinning and feeling good about myself. “Military training at its finest. My dad said he was teaching me self-defense, but I know he already had a spot lined up for me in boot camp.”

“Ah, so your dad is a soldier. Makes sense now.”

“Makes sense? Why?”

“Knowing how to fight, exercise in the form of punishment, and scrubbing toilets with a toothbrush? Seems pretty military to me.”

She remembered I told her that. I like it. “Yep. Both my dad and my brother. Not for me, though.”

“That’s okay. Everyone is different.”

“Damn straight.”

“So you do know that I’m already in need, right? Considering you have done nothing but cock block me lately…”

I laugh. “Cock block you, huh?”

“Yep. And since we’re closing together alone tonight…” Her words trail off as a huge grin spreads across her face. “Things might happen.”

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