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“I am.” I smiled.

“Me too. So how about you? Longest relationship ever?” She popped another piece of chocolate in her mouth.

“Never. I’ve never stuck around long enough for a relationship to form.”

“So, you just date a woman once and move on to the next?”

“No. Sometimes I date them three times, and then they start getting attached. Texting me constantly, whining about seeing me again, saying how much they missed me. So, I block their number and don’t see them again. I can’t stand needy women. They drive me insane.”

“I can’t stand needy men either. Sometimes I just want to scream, ‘Grow a pair of balls and man the fuck up!’”

I chuckled as I finished half the chocolate and wine.

“As much as I love our tantalizing conversations, Mr. Caine, I’m wiped out.”

“Me too. We should get some sleep.” I kissed her forehead. Good night, Emily.”

“Good night, Jackson.” She rolled over away from me.

“You don’t have to sleep so far away,” I spoke.

“I need my space.”

I smiled as I turned off the light and laid my head on the pillow.

Chapter Ten

Emily

The feeling of fire still ripped through my body as I lay there. Jackson Caine was the BEST sex I’d ever had in my entire life. He was even better than Jenner Brooks, and I thought he was pretty good. Was it bad that I felt an ache down below that was screaming to be fulfilled again? Everything physically about him was beyond expectations. His tongue and hands worked magic on my body as they explored every inch of me, and his manhood—my God—his manhood was a perfect size. It was big but not overly huge. I could feel every inch of him inside. His thickness and length spoke for themselves.

Going beyond looks, his personality was one that I connected with right away. I felt comfortable with him. Almost as if I’d known him my entire life. As if he was a best friend who was waiting in the wings. I could definitely see a blooming friendship with him. A guy with whom I could go out and have fun with without any strings attached, have good sex, and call it a night. Could it be a possibility that I could have my cake and eat it too?

Opening my eyes, I stared at his arm draped around me. His face was buried in my hair from behind, and the warmth of this breath cascaded down my neck.

“Jackson?” I whispered.

He moaned as he snuggled in closer to me.

“Are you awake?”

“I am now. What’s wrong?” he mumbled.

“Nothing. I was just wondering why you’re all up in my space.”

He removed his arm and turned on his back.

“Sorry. I don’t know what happened.”

Shifting my body, I turned on my side and smiled at him.

“It’s fine. It was kind of nice.”

He opened one eye and looked at me.

“It was. Wasn’t it?”

“I need coffee.” I placed my hand on his muscular chest.

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