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We needed those forms of protection.

It was the only way we could do this.

But there was a part of me that ached to see him detach like that.

“So that’s it?” he asked.

“Yeah. I mean, I wouldn’t mind another round, but I have a date with endless pasta. Then I have to get on the road at the ass-crack of dawn, so I can get back to do some interviews for a new bartender,” I told him.

“Got it,” Slash said, giving me a nod, then moving out into the bedroom.

Some part of me wanted to follow him out, to make conversation, to leave things on a more amicable note.

The part that kept me in place, however, was the part that knew better.

Like it or not, this was how it would have to be if he wanted to keep hooking up.

No feelings.

Just fucking.

Time would tell if he was up for that or not.

CHAPTER TWO

Slash

Something was up with Nyx.

That was probably something I wasn’t supposed to notice.

Hell, we’d been agreeing for years that what was between us was a casual, no-strings-attached, fuck-buddy, stress relief sort of arrangement.

I had been lying to myself for about half that time by telling myself that was all I wanted.

Don’t get me wrong, the sex was amazing.

Top fucking tier.

Best of my life kinda shit.

And if the choice was have nothing or have casual sex with Nyx, I was damn sure going to take the sex. For as long as it lasted anyway.

I wasn’t stupid.

Eventually, she would wise up. See she deserves better. Find a guy she wanted to get more serious with.

You know… a guy she wouldn’t mind being seen in public with.

And, let’s face it, that guy was not me.

So, yeah, I was taking what was being offered.

But time spent together, before and after the sex we both agreed to, over the course of a couple of years, yeah, I had gotten to know the woman enough to know when she was not acting like herself.

The Nyx I knew, the one arguably everyone in Shady Valley knew, was sexy, confident, seamlessly capable, and fearless.

The Nyx behind the bar that night was still sexy as fuck, but in a thrown-together way. She had on a little black dress that put some leg and tit on display, knowing she got more tips when she showed some skin. But her gorgeous hair was kind of greasy at the roots and pulled back. Her makeup was more minimal than usual. She somehow didn’t even have her nose ring in.

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