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I frown.
“I’m young and inexperienced, as we’ve already covered, but I’m not stupid.” His gaze skitters away.
Shaking my head, I start to say, “Sky, I didn’t—”
“I know that if anything happens here, it will stay here. And-and no one has to know.”
Jesus.
“It’ll be our little secret. Plus, I know this is just a”—he waves a hand—“stepping stone for you. And maybe it could be that for me too. A learning experience.” He peeks up at me nervously, biting his lip.
My eyes bug, mouth drying so fast I have to smother a cough.
He shrugs, and this time there’sdefinitelya glint in his eye, subtle that it may be, telling me he knows exactly what he’s doing. And if he doesn’t…
Well, fuck me and have mercy on my soul. I never stood a chance.
I clear my throat. “And you’d still want that?” I say slowly, studying him with hard, suspicious eyes.
He shrugs, not missing a beat. “I want you.”
I freeze.
His cheeks light up red, eyes snapping wide. But he doesn’t back down. If anything he stands taller, jutting his chin out in that way I once hated, but now can’t help but see it for what it is.
He’s not looking down at me.
He’s just putting on a brave face.
Realizing that has what little resistance I had left in me, crumbling into dust.
“I mean, I want…I want to know what it’s like.”
A wave rocks into my waist, nudging me closer to him, putting us chest to chest. “Like?”
He rolls his eyes, but I don’t miss the little shiver racing through him at my proximity. “You know.”
I roll my lips together. “Mhm. Right.”
“I mean, I’m not, like, using you. You’re hot. And nice, well—no not-not nice, but you—”
I arch a sarcastic brow. “Saved you from a watery grave?”
Skyler rears back, scowling. “I don’t want to fuck you because you saved my life.”
Another startled cough bursts out of me, and this time I do start choking.
He frowns and looks off in thought. “Well, I’m pretty sure I’d prefer it if you fuck me, but you get the point.”
I wheeze, bringing my free hand to my chest to massage my sternum.
It makes no difference that he says this all so clinically. Just the blunt words coming out of that once shy, fumbling mouth are enough to send any red-blooded man to an early grave.
“I know what I want, Nolan.” He lifts his chin and charges on, despite the fact he’s shaking like a damn leaf. “And I want you to fuck me because you make me feel safe. You make me feel good and taken care of.” A beat passes. “I…I trust you, and I don’t give that out easily.” He pauses. “I almost died. Twice. And I’ve never even got to live. I want to live. I want to feel…normal.”
I stare at him.Who the fuck is this guy?
“What?” he says defensively, trying and failing to hold my gaze. “You’re looking at me weird.”
