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SEAN: Where did you go?

ME: Restroom. I’ll see you in a sec.

It takes me a couple minutes to freshen up, and when I walk out of the restroom, I find Sean waiting for me in the hallway. He’s leaning against the wall with one foot propped against it, looking down at his phone. Butterflies erupt in my stomach. He’s unraveling me, and he’s not even trying.

He looks up and smiles, making my heart skip a beat. “Hey, ready to go?”

I nod, because I can’t trust my voice right now. I think I’m falling for Sean, and the thought scares the shit out of me.

CHAPTER 23

SEAN

Ican’t say I’ve ever forgotten to wear a condom before. Not even in my haziest hookups did I forget to wear protection. What does that say about my situation with Ashley? I thought that after a couple weeks of nonstop sex, the craving would lessen, but it’s only getting worse. It isn’t just about sex anymore. I enjoy her company, even when I’m not buried deep inside her.

She hasn’t said much since we left Fairbanks, and I worry she’s not as unfazed about the no-condom situation as she made me believe.

I glance at her. “Hey, are you all right?”

She meets my stare. “Yeah. Why do you ask?”

I turn my eyes back to the road. “You’ve been quiet. You’re not stressing about the no condom, are you? You can tell me if you are.”

“I’m not. You can relax.”

Somehow, I don’t believe her. Maybe she’s not worried about getting knocked up, but something is definitely eating at her. I should leave things well alone, but I don’t want to.

“I’ve never had unprotected sex before,” I confess.

She turns to me. “Never?”

I look at her again, curious about her reaction. She’s looking at me wide-eyed. “Why is that so hard to believe?”

“I assumed most guys prefer it.”

“After today I can confirm thatisbetter, but it’s not worth the risk of an STD or unwanted pregnancy, you know? Besides, I’ve never dated anyone seriously.”

“Does that meanyou’reworried about the no-condom?”

I frown. “No. What makes you say that?”

“We aren’t dating, for starters.”

Heaviness settles on my chest. When we started hooking up on the regular, we agreed to no attachments, even though we’re exclusive. But hearing it out loud reminds me that Ashley will eventually meet someone she doesn’t need to hide. I get mad thinking about her with another guy.

“True, but we’re not just a random hookup either. You are…”

Fuck, I don’t know what to say. How can I describe what she is to me without revealing she owns me?

“I’m what?”

“Familiar.”

She twists her nose. “For a second, I thought you were going to say family.”

I cringe. “God.”

“Technically, we are, but I try not to think about it.”

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