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I hold up three fingers.
“And this morning? You didn’t eat the breakfast you made for me. What did you have?”
I didn’t think he’d noticed that I didn’t eat. His mood had shifted so fast it was as if the guy I’d spent the night before with, the guy who just sat outside my dad’s bedroom door for hours while I went out with my friends, hadn’t existed at all.
“I ate after you left. I tend to sort Dad out first in the morning, then me. I had an extra stomach to fill today.”
“You’re not hungry now?”
I shake my head. “I’m all good. I promise.”
He takes my word for it and lets me down. “It’s late. You should get some sleep.”
Leaving me at the end of the bed, he walks to my bedside and flicks on my lamp, then locks my double doors, pulling the curtains closed to cover them.
“Are you going to sleep, too?”
He looks over at me briefly, pulling the pillows from my bed. “Do you want me to stay?”
“Yes.”
Shit, I said that fast.
Too fast.
He gives a firm nod. “Then I’ll stay.”
Relief bleeds through my body, relaxing me to the point I yawn.
“I thought you said you weren’t tired?” I catch his smirk as he takes my shoulders and turns me. “Teeth.”
“I lied. I’m so tired. Some sex-crazed man snuck into my house last night and kept me going until sunrise.”
Lance follows me into the bathroom, picking up the spare toothbrush he used last night and this morning. I pick up mine. “Sounds like a good time.”
“Hmm. Mediocre at best.”
He slaps my ass as I reach for the toothpaste, and I whimper. “Need a reminder of how mediocre it was, sunshine?”
Silly man.
Silly, silly man.
“You already told me you won’t fuck me, Lance, so tell me… are you trying to give yourself blue balls, or are you actually going to follow through and try harder to impress me?” I pop a brow at him in the mirror.
His eyes crease at the corners, hard and frustrated. He lifts his toothbrush when I lift mine and begins brushing his teeth.
“I’ve cracked you once, Sullivan. I’ll crack you again.”
“Sullivan?” he snaps around his toothbrush.
My lip curls at the corner. “It’s your name, isn’t it?”
I bend, spitting in the sink. My ass accidentally grinds suspiciously hard over his dick.
“I’m more of a tit man, baby.”
I can hear the smile in his voice but choose to ignore him, finishing off my teeth and leaving him at the sink.
