Page 95 of Escaping Our Reality

“Meaningless? You didn’t even remember her name. That’s more than just meaningless.”

“I know.”

“Where did you meet? When did you have sex with her?”

I let go of Lulu’s waist and begin to pace around the gym. “I’m definitely not answering those questions for you.”

She squares her shoulders and pins me with narrow eyes. “You most certainly are.”

Fuck me. She’s like a mind-controlling she-devil. “Fine! We met at a bar. Last fall. I went out with some people from class after mid-terms.”

“Did you hit on her, or did she hit on you?”

“She hit on me first. She was the bartender. But I returned the volley pretty hard.”

Lulu bites her lip. “She’s attractive.”

I stop pacing and run my hands over my face. “She is.”

“Hmm.”

“Go ahead and ask me. I know you want to.”

She feigns innocence. “What?”

“Don’t beat around the bush, Lulu. I like you when you get to the point.”

She growls. “Is she prettier than me?”

“No one is prettier than you.”

She scoffs, not believing my answer, but it’s the truth. I swear on all that’s holy, it’s the complete and utter truth.

“What kind of sex did you have with her? What position?”

“Are you damn crazy, woman!” I throw my hands up in the air. “Why do you think I would remember that if I didn’t even remember her name?”

She crosses the distance between us and pokes my chest with her finger. “You may not remember her name, Ry, but you can’t tell me you don’t remember that.” She tilts her head, mocking me. “Think. Think real hard.”

I lean forward, grazing my lips against hers. She doesn’t move away. I’ll take every small victory I can get at this point.“We went to her apartment, and I took her from behind. We didn’t even kiss.”

That makes her jump back. I took it too far. Why did I tell the truth? I should’ve lied. I should’ve lied to My Lulu.

She’s breathing hard. Looking away, she quickly wipes a tear as it chases the curve of her cheek. Nothing in this world feels as bad as this, knowing I’ve made her cry. When Lulu cries it sucks the very soul from my heart. Plus, she told me she hates to cry in front of people, on more than one occasion.

Stiffening her spine and tipping that cute little chin up in the air, she takes a step closer to me. “And one day soon you’ll take me like that. And our bodies will wipe all those memories from the face of the earth.”

Sweeter words have never been spoken.

I reach out to her, pulling her body against mine. My whisper is raspy, filled with emotion. “Lulu.”

Hugging me close, she grabs my hand and skims it across the skin of her inner thigh. Up. Up. Up. My heart drums in my chest.

Holy shit. “Lulu, where are your panties?”

“A deal’s a deal.”

I run my fingers through her wet folds, plunging two fingers deep inside. The two fingers that she’s grown to love. She moans, letting me know she’s ready to be kissed.

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