Page 60 of Restrictions

She what?“Tinder? You’re still on that?”

She rolls her eyes, still with a smile on her face. “I said that you and I need to remain only friends and thatushooking up would be bad. I didn’t say that I didn’t want to hookup anymore.” She bites that fucking bottom lip, her voice tight. “It’s getting bad, Asher.”

Fuuuuck. I can’t hear that.Hearing how badly she needs dick does insanely bad things to my body. “Viv...”

She holds up one hand. “Please don’t try and talk me out of it.” She sighs. “I love Sebastian more than life.”

“You don’t have to tell me. I already know that,” I interrupt quickly.

“I know, but it’s important to me to say that before saying that even though I love him and wouldn’t change a thing...” I can tell she carries guilt for what she’s about to say. “I did miss out on a lot of normal things. Prom. An actual graduation. Dating. I just want to feel like a normal twenty-one–year-old sometimes.”

“So fucking some random dude is going to do that?”

She nods, taking a deep breath, forcing her tits up high and gaining my attention once again. “Yes. You’re right, dating is probably not going to happen for a few more years at least, and honestly, I’m totally fine with that. More than fine with that, I don’t have time to date. Sebastian is the only guy in my life, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want a certainpartof a grown man.”

“You know, they make rubber dicks, right? If that’s the only part you want. Hell some of them vibrate.”

She laughs, and I rack my brain for anything to make her change her mind. “Yeah, I want to be kissed. And touched. I want the whole thing. Just not the dinner before and the painful blow-off afterward.”

I hate how much she’s thought this out. “Viv...”

“Asher, please. I’m dead set on this. This is what I want. Will you please just take a picture for me?”

“You know your phone will do that for you right?”

“I do, but I can’t take a decent selfie, and besides I suppose it doesn’t hurt to seem like I have someone in my life who can be around me long enough to take an actual picture.”

Pretty sure none of these asshats will give a fuck about who took the picture when they see it. “Fine.”

She smiles excitedly and braces herself on her palm, leaning back on my bed slightly and smiling. She looks way too fucking hot.

“Not on the bed. That’s going to give them the wrong idea.”

She pulls her eyebrows together, her lips in a confused pout. “You mean the idea that I’m only interested in a fuck?”

“Do you have to put it like that?”

“I’ve been hanging out with you too much.”

I actually laugh and click a quick pic. Almost hoping it’s blurry and as if somehow that would fuck with her getting laid. I look at the pic, and of fucking course, it’s perfect.

I hand her phone back to her, and she smiles, shrugging her shoulders and messing with her phone. “Thank you.”

“No problem, but I want it known that I’m totally against this.”

“And why is that?” She’s still looking down at her phone.

“I don’t see you as a casual girl.”

Her eyes lift from her phone, and she doesn’t look pissed but definitely irritated. “Well, I am. We’re both figuring out who we are, and I’m finding that I am definitely into casual sex.”

I laugh and shake my head, leaning back against the headboard. “You’ve never had it.”

To her credit she doesn’t mention my brother. Her phone dings, and she moves to sit next to me. “Well, I’m about to.”

I look down at her phone that has the app open and some douchebag’s face is there, asking for a meet. “That guy? Seriously?”

Her laugh is nonchalant as she looks at her phone. “He’s cute.”

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