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“What does that mean?”
“It means that you can’t control the heart. It wants what it wants. You’re a good man. No one is too good for you. Everyone sees that but you.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out. I can’t help but smile when I see who it’s from.
Beth: Sorry to bother you on a Sunday. Luke was hoping Valentina could come over for a playdate tomorrow. I can pick her up from school when I get Luke.
I immediately reply.
Me: I’m sure she’d love that. Thank you. What are you up to?
Beth: I’m at Darian’s house. Reagan’s mother. Another crazy dinner here.
Me: Why is it crazy?
Beth: You’ve seen how Reagan and Carter are. Now multiply it by ten, and you know what goes on here. Among tonight’s many wholesome dinner table topics were self-pleasure and whether the women here sleep naked or not.
My dick twitches at the thought of Beth naked in bed touching herself. I know what I’ll be imagining in bed later tonight.
Me: And where did you land on your sleep attire, Ms. O’Connell?
Beth: Undecided at this time.
Me: Well, I highly recommend naked sleeping. There are studies that suggest it’s better for your overall health.
Beth: Is that really true?
Me: I’ll send you a link to the studies. You can’t argue with science.
Beth: LOL. Maybe I’ll give it a go.
Me: Your sheets will thank me.
“I assume that’s her?”
I look up. “Huh?”
“You’ve been smiling for five straight minutes while texting with someone.”
“Oh. Sorry. She’s just inviting Valentina over for a playdate.”
He nods in understanding and smiles because he knows he busted me. “You’re allowed to be happy, son. Don’t forget that.”
Later that night I’m in bed scrolling through my texts with Beth. She’s so adorable. I find myself wondering how different my life would have been if I met her when I was younger, before I became hardened to women and relationships. Before the monster in me was born.
I see my door open slowly and Valentina walks in. She’s wearing pajamas and her hair is messy. I look up at her. “Are you okay?”
She frowns. “My mind won’t turn off. Can I sleep with you?”
I lift up my blankets and she crawls into bed with me. She nestles into my chest, and I put my arm around her. I pull the stray strands of her hair away from her face. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“It’s a boy issue.”
Oh shit. Where’s Gabriela when I need her?
“Do you want to call Mama? She’s probably awake.”
“No. I‘d rather talk to you.”
