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No red-blooded male would forget something like that.

“And I will. But there’s no rush to go further. I want you to know that. Just because we’re taking a shower together, or you’re sucking my dick—I’m not going to assume anything. You have to give your consent each step of that way.”

“Thank you for that,” she says. “It means a lot to me.”

“You’restarting to mean a lot to me,” I admit, “and I know how crazy that sounds after just a few days.”

“Is this some kind of vacation fling?” Her voice is almost sad as she asks the question. “Is that why we’re so hot for each other? Because we’re on a time limit and come Monday, we’ll forget all about each other?”

“No,” I respond firmly. “The attraction goes beyond the physical. There’s no universe where I forget about you on Monday.”

“But we’re both getting attached, and I’m leaving. In four days.”

“I know.” I tighten my fingers around hers. “That’s why we need every minute of the next four days—to figure out what’s next and whether we want to try to do the long-distance thing for a while.”

“Is that really an option?” She sounds incredulous.

Fuck.

Am I jumping the gun?

Is she just looking for someone to help her re-pop her cherry before going back to her life in Philadelphia?

“Unless you don’t want to…”

“No, I do!” she says quickly. “I just…well, to be honest, I wasn’t sure that’s what you wanted or if I was just being ridiculous.”

“It’s not ridiculous to want to see what there is to see. That’s why I want us to have tonight, tomorrow, and the two days after that together. How else will we be able to gauge the future?”

“In less than a week?”

“A week is a jumping off point. If we feel like we’re a good fit, we’ll continue getting to know each other once you leave, via phone and text. There’s no one else in my life right now, so I’m happy to see what happens.”

“There’s certainly no one in my life,” she says slowly. “Except this sexy Swede I met in Florida. He’s pretty hot, so you’ve got some competition.”

I chuckle. “I can take him.”

“I bet you can.”

The mood in the car is suddenly more peaceful, as if that’s been on her mind, and if I’m honest, wondering if I’m going to see her again has been on mine.

But we’re on the same page.

And now we’re on the way to my place.

Where I have every intention of seeing her naked.

Showing her how good it will be between us.

And making her fall in love with me.

Because I refuse to be the only one who feels this way.

EIGHTEEN

Claudia

My head is spinningbecause I honestly hadn’t expected him to say he wanted to keep seeing each other after I leave Florida. I’d been okay with it too. Inexperienced, insecure me had zero expectations from a gorgeous, successful guy like Anders. The fact that he’d shown me I wasn’t broken sexually will go a long way toward soothing any upcoming broken heart.

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