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Both making me want it and denying it to me at the same time, she thought.

Then she kind of hated him just a little bit for it. Especially when it was already so clear to her. “I’m never going to leap to the idea of you wanting to fuck me, you giant dillhole—any more than you think I want anyone other than Steve Rogers. I mean, you typically date the opposite of me in every way, and even if you didn’t I’d be hard-pressed to imagine you with anyone other than a German supermodel whose idea of conversation is you grunting when she asks you her yearly question. And so now I’ve got to hold that notion in my head, while alsosomehow reckoning with the fact that you saidachingandgoodandfuck. So thanks for that. It’s really helping me out,” she burst out.

But he didn’t even have the decency to be remorseful.

“I should say it is. Considering my goal is to get you to do yourself.”

“Even though that’s absolutely silly as a goal to have.”

“No sillier than standing there, all heated and trembly and probably slick between your legs but refusing to go see to it because you’re afraid I might notice you’re doing a totally normal, basic thing that means absolutely nothing.”

“It does mean something, though.”

“Oh? And what might that something be?”

He raised an eyebrow on the end of that. Then waited for an answer he had to know she couldn’t give. She couldn’t say it was more than what he was describing. That it was a whole sticky, complicated thing to her. Because what would he think then?That you’re absolutely wild for him, her mind supplied. And really, that only left her with one choice.

One absolutely bonkers, ridiculous choice.

She gave in. She started up the stairs.

Even though he immediately yelled after her.

“Attagirl,” he said. “You know it makes sense.”

And it was infuriating, it was. But he was right. It did. It was a physical thing that she could fix. A simple matter that she could resolve. No thoughts about it, no feelings, no more arguing with him until it sent her round the twist. Just her leaning against her bathroom wall with a hand between her legs.

And if she thought about him out there, doing the same thing, well, that was all right wasn’t it? It was just more of that boiling-it-all-down-to-basics stuff—sensations and chemical reactions and X leading to Y. It wasn’t that she desperately wanted him in particular. It was just that she wantedsomething.

In the exact same way he did.

Because he did want a part of this.

She was sure he did.

Until she exited the bathroom, still flushed and half-lust fucked, feeling more relaxed but somewhat ashamed at the same time, and found him in her kitchen, looking cool as a summer breeze, eating her fucking food. “I made myself a sandwich,” he had the absolute temerity to say.

Like that was all he’d been doing this whole time.

Like it hadn’t really affected him that much at all.

Then all she could do was smile.

While trying not to die.

Gossip Queen Insta Reels Transcript, April 5, 2022

So I’m just going to very quickly clear the air and by clear the air I mean suck it, you doubters and haters, he stayed over at hers ALL NIGHT and you know how I know this? I camped out on the other side of the street. Check out my sweet tent, losers!

Twenty-OneThank God for Soundproofing

She decided that the best course of action was just to tell him that they should cool off now. That they had done enough to convince the world this was a real thing—if the tabloids and comments on the latest post from Gossip Queen on Instagram were anything to go by. So maybe they could just skip the doorstep kisses and such. And just possibly occasionally look like they were hanging out now. At very tame and easy-to-cope-with venues where nothing even needed to happen to make them look convincing.

Like, say, at a Beyoncé concert that Daisy had somehow managed to get tickets to.So you can give Mabel a reason to stick with your grumpy arse, the note read.

And Mabel seized on it immediately. Because what better activity to do than be at a concert together? Concerts were loud, and they were bright, and they surrounded you on all sides with seething people. There was nothing less sexy and intimate than that. Nobody could possibly expect them to start snogging under those circumstances.

Then they got there, and she very quickly grasped:

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