Page 67 of Taking Chances

“I-I just fell asleep early. The whole day drained me.” The truth is, I could barely sleep with images of what Lennox and I did occupying my mind. Somewhere around 2:00 a.m., I gave up and grabbed the box he gave me. Since it was after midnight, I guess it didn’t count as two orgasms in a day, but it was close. He would be proud to know that, but I’m too much of a wuss to tell him. “I texted you the next day, didn’t I?”

“As your boss, I don’t think I’m satisfied with your commitment to the company,” she scolds me, waving a finger.

My mind still reeling with my secret, it takes me a few seconds to catch up to her joke. My laugh is strained and fakesounding, so she spares me an extra glance before exiting my office.

Shoot, that was close. Lennox and I haven’t even talked about keeping this thing between us a secret, but I don’t feel comfortable telling my friends about it. I know they would share the same thing with me—matter of fact, they did. But this is so out of character for me and something I’m not quite sure whether to be proud or ashamed of.

I pull up my phone, opening a text thread with Lennox.

Me:

Have you told Connor something about us?

Lennox:

No. Why?

Me:

Great! Please don’t. I’m unsure if I want to share it. So far, I don’t.

Lennox:

Oh, how will I ever keep my private things to myself?

My lips turn up.

Me:

Very funny. but I’m serious.

Lennox:

No problem. You know I’ll always respect your decisions.

That’sanother thing Bryce would rarely do, respect my decisions. He would rather try to persuade me any way he coulduntil I would relent. Instinctively, I sent him a heart, but quickly backtrack.

Me:

It’s a friendly heart.

To thank you for respecting me.

I’m not in love with you.

Just using you for your body.

I groan, realizing I swamped him with texts like an insane person. Maybe just the heart would be better. Also ‘just using you for your body’, what the hell is wrong with me?

My bottom lip takes the brunt of waiting for the response before the stupid phone finally vibrates.

Lennox:

Using me for my body, huh? I thought I was the one doing that.

Is this sexting? Or just flirting? I’m equally inexperienced and bad at both. But the thought of him using me has me clenching my thighs. Should I… respond?

Fudge it.

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