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I try to let his words sink in, but it doesn’t make me feel any better. “I’m sorry,” I say again.
He pushes a hand through his thick dark hair and sighs as he drops it to his side. “Why did you kiss me?”
I don’t want to talk about this. Everything inside me is telling me to run. That it’ll blow over. That soon, he’ll realize he isn’t going to get a good story, and he’ll be gone.
I take another step away from him, trying to ground myself. “I don’t know.” He looks annoyed, and I can’t blame him. “It’s been a really long time since I’ve gotten laid. I’m probably just horny,” I say stupidly because I know that’s not it.
Not it at all.
“Oh, that’s nice.” Now he’s more pissed-off than annoyed. But I also see a hint of hurt in his eyes.
That I don’t like.
When he starts to go to open the door, I can’t let him leave like this and blurt out, “Wait.” His hand stops on the door handle. “That wasn’t why.”
He drops his hand and turns to look at me. “Why then?”
I shake my head because I don’t have an answer for him. “The truth is I don’t know. I’ve been thinking about it lately, and I just did it.”
“Are you bi?” he asks me carefully.
I shake my head slowly. “I don’t think so. I don’t know.”
For whatever reason, he seems to accept that as an answer, even though I’m not sure I’d let that go if the situation were reversed. “I’m not interested in being an experiment for anyone.”
“Right,” I say, understanding that. He deserves better than a guy who doesn’t understand his sudden attraction and who may just be going through some shit. He doesn’t know if I’m just playing games with him, even though I swear I’m not.
I wouldn’t do that.
“How about another interview,” I offer.
“No way.” There’s a slight smile on his lips now—those lips I’ve tasted. God, he tastes good. He felt good pressed against me too.
I didn’t see that coming.
But I liked feeling his slightly smaller body, which was hard and masculine, pressed against me. I liked the deep rumble in his throat and the feel of stubble against my face as I explored him for the briefest moment.
“Why not?” I ask.
He grins now, and goddammit, he’s beautiful. “You won’t actually talk.”
“I’ll tell you one real thing. A real answer to whatever you want to know. Whatever you ask. I promise.”
My heart is thumping so damn hard in my chest I actually have to place my hand over it. I don’t want to answer real questions. I don’t want to dive deeper into my past. But for some reason... for Soren, I want to.
At least I do right now in this vulnerable moment.
But he doesn’t take advantage of that. Not like he probably should.
“Why wiener dogs?”
I can’t stop the laugh that bubbles from my throat at that off-the-wall question. But I recover pretty quickly. “They’re feisty, and you can’t say they have it easy with short little legs and long bodies, but they make it look damn easy. Hell, they manage to make it look fun.”
He smiles and then laughs, but I can tell he knows I’d have answered anything and that my answer would have been 100 percent the truth.
“Well, I should get going. Early flight tomorrow.”
I don’t want him to go at all. I want to beg him to stay but instead, just nod and walk closer to the door to let him leave. “See you tomorrow, Soren.”
