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His eyes lift over his book to meet mine, and then he raises his eyebrow before his attention goes back to his book.
“Are you seeing anyone?” I ask.
“What?” He frowns as if I’m a major inconvenience.
“Are you seeing anyone?” I repeat. “I mean, I know you haven’t had sex for a while, but are you dating?”
“Why do you ask?”
I sit up. “Because you never tell me anything about your personal life.”
He turns the page as if annoyed, his eyes don’t leave the page. “Stop being nosey.”
“Well, are you?” He flicks the page but ignores my question. “I think we need to start being more open about our personal lives, don’t you? It’s weird that we spend all our time together and talk about everything except our relationships.”
His eyes meet mine. “It’s almost midnight, Eliza, why are we talking about this?”
“We aren’t talking.” I lie down in a huff. “I’m talking and you’re dodging my questions.”
He exhales heavily and keeps reading.
“Well, I am.” I huff.
“You’re what?”
“I’m beginning to date again.”
He drops his book. “What?”
“I’ve decided that I’m ready to date again.”
He glares at me. “What brought this on?”
I put my hands above my head. “I don’t know. I miss sex, I guess.”
He turns the page angrily. “Why don’t you go on Tinder and arrange for two guys to double bang you?” he says sarcastically. “Better yet, get one of them to film it and upload it to YouPorn.”
“Yeah, I might.” I roll my eyes. It’s a typical Nathan answer. Smartass. “A threesome has always been on my bucket list, actually. I may as well start ticking things off now that I’m thirty.”
“You’re thirty-one. And your bucket list must be riveting.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I frown. “Sex isn’t on your bucket list?”
“No. If I want sex, I have sex. I most definitely don’t have bucket list sex. Jesus.”
Fuck he’s annoying, I roll over so that my back is to him. “Sorry, I’m not as cool as you and all your groupies, Dr. Mercer.”
“You want a date, I’ll get you a fucking date.” He gets up in a rush and storms over to my underwear drawer. He ruffles through it and digs out my vibrator. “Here he is.” He eyes it suspiciously as he holds it up. “Although I’m not quite sure what this pissant thing would do.”
“Size doesn’t count, Nathan.” I snap. “Not everyone wants a donkey dick, you know?”
“Does it even touch the sides?”
My mouth falls open in horror and I get up and snatch it from him, throw it back in my drawer, and slam it shut. “I’ll have you know, BOB touches all my sides because I happen to have a very tiny vagina.” I get into bed in a huff. “Not that it’s any of your business.”
He gets into bed beside me. I turn my back to him and he picks up his book.
“You’re annoying me,” I say.
