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I gently stroke my finger over her jaw, tracing the curve of her bottom lip. “We don’t have to put a label on it. I completely understand that you need time to figure shit out after everything that has happened, but don’t just shut the door on this thing between us.”
“So you’re fine being just a rebound?”
I’m not sure which one of us is more surprised by her words, Vanessa or I. But they’re out in the open, and there’s no pulling them back.
Am I really fine with it?
No, I’m not.
I’ve always wanted more from Vanessa, but..
“I’m fine with being whatever you need,” I whisper, staring into her eyes. “For as long as you need it.”
But that won’t stop me from trying to change her mind about this. About us.
CHAPTERSIX
VANESSA
“Say what?” Kiara shrieks. She shifts in her seat, leaning forward, the glass of wine dangling between her fingers.
I’m fine with being whatever you need. For as long as you need it.
“I’m not saying it again,” I protest. Saying the words once was hard enough, and I can feel my cheeks flush just remembering it, which is exactly what I’ve been doing for the past week.
“Damn girl, please tell me you let him maul you right on that table.”
“Kiara!” I chastise. She can’t be serious. Although knowing her, I’m pretty sure she is.
“What?” She waves her hand in front of her face. “I’m listening to it second-hand, and I swear my ovaries are about to explode. How swoony is that?”
I lift my glass and take a sip of the wine, letting the cool liquid slide down my suddenly dry throat.
“Seriously, I can’t believe you spent eight years on that douchebag when you had that guy living across the hall!” She points at my front door as if I need a reminder of where exactly Quinn is living.
“He’s younger than me,” I point out the obvious.
Kiara rolls her eyes. “So what? He’s a few years younger, boo-hoo. Big freaking deal. It’s not like he’s underage or something like that. He’s what? Twenty-one? You’re twenty-nine.”
“Thirty in a few weeks.”
Kiara waves me off. “Big difference.”
“It’s different for me.” I give her a pointed look. “You can’t tell me you’d really date a guy that’s almost a decade younger than you.”
“Ummm… If he’s mature enough and knows what the hell he’s doing with his dick? Sign me up, sister.”
I shake my head at her. “You’re unbelievable.”
“I just say it as it is.” Kiara shrugs, taking a sip of her wine. “Age is just a number.”
“It’s easy to say it but completely different when you actually have to face it. We’re at different points in our lives. He’s just starting to live while I’m ready to settle down.”
“We already established that you’re not going to marry the guy, but why not have some fun together? You clearly enjoyed it the last time.” I narrow my eyes at her, but she just bats her eyelashes innocently. “What? I’ve seen the look on your face when you told me how hard he made you come. You can’t deny it.”
“Kiara,” I hiss in warning.
“What? Don’t be all prim and proper now. It was good. You can’t tell me it wasn’t good.”
