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“Sorry. I just figured it was the best way to describe what we’re doing.” Graham tucked his free hand behind his head. “What do you want me to call it? Making love feels too flowery and boning just sounds juvenile.”
She openly admired his biceps as she spoke. “Can’t we just say we’re having sex?”
“I guess. It’s kind of clinical.”
“Clinical would be intercourse. Or coitus.”
Graham shuddered. “You’re right, sex is better.”
“Penetration?”
“There’s no excuse to use that word. Ever.”
Claire laughed against his chest and his heart did something funny, which he ignored.
They lay there a few moments without speaking. Graham couldn’t stop thinking about what they just did, and how incredible it was despite him being in less than peak condition. What was she thinking about?
“I’m sorry your date was an asshole,” he finally said.
She smirked at him. “Seemed to work out well in your favor.”
He cracked a grin. “I didn’t say I was sorry it didn’t work out. I’m just sorry he was a dick to you. He didn’t deserve even a second of your time.”
“Agreed.”
“In fact, I want all the seconds he got. Take them back and give them to me.”
She put her hand flat on his chest and propped her chin there. “That’s not how time works. I don’t have the superpower you gave me.”
“What did you guys talk about before you met up? He doesn’t get to know anything about you I don’t.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. You know way more about me than he does. You know more than almost anyone I know, actually. You and Mia are the only ones who really know how my dad died. Only you know I’ve watched the Jess and Nick episode ofNew Girldozens of times.”
“You know more about me than anyone else, too.”
“Really? What’s mine and mine alone?”
“Nathan knew about my mom’s diagnosis. You’re my only living friend that does. And I’ve never told anyone else we were too poor to have a pet.”
“And yet you still won’t tell me about Angela DiMarco.”
I did, though. You just don’t know it.“Don’t be greedy.”
“I can’t help it. I like knowing you, Graham.”
It took the words a few seconds to come out, as if his brain worried he was admitting to something more serious.
“I like knowing you, too.”
From: [email protected]
Subject: The sex
Claire,
You’ve officially ruined me for other women.
