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Oh. God.

I was tempted to say screw the question and dinner and go back to his place.

The waitress came and refilled our drinks, and I was thankful for the small reprieve to gather myself.

Once she left, I cleared my throat. “After that, since we weren’t like together-together...” He lifted his eyebrow. and I stopped talking for a second. “You know, like in a relationship or anything. Did you see anyone?”

“See anyone?” He still had a dark eyebrow lifted, a stoic expression on his face.

I shrugged, feeling all kinds of awkward even bringing this up, to even care, given the fact I was seeing Jareth as well.

“You mean did I fuck anyone else after we did?”

Once again, my cheeks heated. I nodded and glanced around. But no one cared about us or what we spoke about.

He didn’t speak for long moments, and I diverted my gaze because of my embarrassment. I looked at him then, watched as he leaned forward and braced his forearms on the table, his focus trained solely on me. “No, Sofie. I wasn’t fucking anyone else. I wasn’t even dating anyone for that matter.” He kept his expression void.

I was surprised by that. “Really? Can I ask why?” It wasn’t any of my damn business, but the words spilled from me before I could stop them.

It was silent for a long moment, and he leaned back in the chair once more, looking at me as if he had questions of his own. “Honestly?”

I nodded. “Always. You know that.”

“Because you’re all I wanted. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

The world faded from me after he spoke.

“Did I have offers?” He nodded. “Yeah. A lot. But no one else holds a candle to you, Sof.”

I felt all kinds of things in that moment.

“Did you fuck anyone else after us, aside from what’s his name?” The corner of his mouth kicked up in a smirk, but I could tell he was anything but amused.

Although Jareth and Ryker tolerated the fact I was with both of them, they were insanely possessive of me.

I shook my head. “No, I wasn’t with anyone, not until Jareth, and even then I hadn’t planned it or anything.”

One rule was we never spoke about the other while together. Same went when I was with Jareth. But there were those times things like this came up. And when they did, we worked—and talked—through them like adults.

“It just happened.” He didn’t say that to be condescending. He said it as if he understood.

I swallowed the thick lump in my throat, the conversation turning extremely serious, even though that hadn’t been my intention. We didn’t speak for long moments, those words hanging between us.

“Listen, this got too heavy for how I planned on this night going,” he said in his deep voice. “Now that it’s out of the way, let’s finish eating.” He leaned in again. “Unless you wanna skip dinner and go right to dessert?”

And just like that, I was flushed, aroused, and the topic of fucking other people was a distant memory.

Chapter Two

Sofie

We found ourselves back at Ryker’s place. It was a small two-bedroom house, the typical bachelor pad one might expect.

When he first showed me this place, I couldn’t understand what the appeal was. That was until we went to the back and there was a massive garage sitting on almost two acres of land.

Then it all made sense.

Ryker was the type of guy who worked with his hands, did grungy, backbreaking manual labor, because he enjoyed it. Not only did he work on cars and motorcycles as his job, but he also did it during his free time, because he genuinely enjoyed it.

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