Page 101 of Forgive You

Normally, that would be my cue. I’m ready to send pussy doc over there a death glare, but she firmly holds on to my neck. Next, he announces he will bring in a small camera to examine the opening.

I can think of many more fun ways to use a camera, but okay.

I stare into her deep brown eyes, dilating as the seconds pass.

“This is the inside of your cervix,” finally the doc speaks, and I try to twist my neck at the screen on the wall.

“Don’t watch,” Julie demands.

“It’s okay.”

“No, just look at me.”

“Baby,” I coo.

“No, there’s nothing sexy about this, and I still need you to want my pussy after this.”

I smile against her lips, breathing in the faint smell of the peaches she ate this morning. Is she for real?

“Baby, there’s nothing that could ever happen that would make me stop wanting your pussy,” I confess above a breath. “I’m hooked.”

That gets me to laugh, but she also gives me a stern eye. “You’re a straight guy. You’re hooked to pussy in general.”

You’d think that, wouldn’t you? And trust me, I wish that was the case. It would have made my life a lot easier. But the celibate streak I’ve been on for the past couple of months begs to differ.

“Baby, look at me.” And she does. “I haven’t slept with anyone else since I had a taste of you.”

“Well, yeah, I sure as fuck hope so, or we’ll have a serious problem.”

My grin expands, realizing she thinks I’m talking about since we’ve both been in LA.

“No, baby. I mean since the first time we hooked up back home.”

Her lashes fly up, her lips parting. “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.”

After I went home the last time, and it ended with her in my bed,finally, there was no appeal in other girls. I tried, especially right after we left things worse than any other fight we had. I kissed girls, tried to get myself to the point of leaving with them, but I never did.

I never could.

No matter how angry I was at her, from that first taste, the first time I got to lay her down, there was no one else for me.

Because every single time, Julie’s gorgeous face flashed in front of my eyes, taunting me, and reminding me there’s only one girl I want.

Something lingers between us, blurring out everything else. A realization. An understanding. A silent confession from my side that she’s it, and she replies by fusing our lips. It’s electrifying,sensed all the way to my toes, and my free hand dives into her hair to pull her even closer.

A throat clearing snaps us out of our little bubble.

“It all looks good,” the doctor says. “I don’t see any damage anymore.”

I frown. “Damage? Why would there be damage?”

I don’t miss how the doctor meets Julie’s eyes, then throws me a reassuring smile. “It’s just a standard procedure.”

Weird.

“Have you been active since?”

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