Page 69 of A Game Of Love

Since the dorm bathrooms are still being worked on, I’ve been staying at home the past few nights.

And while Toby and I haven’t had sex again, there’s been some hot and heavy moments. I’ve become addicted. To both of them.

It’s like they’ve awakened some kind of nymphomaniac in me or something.

You know what, I don’t even have a bit of shame about it. Why should I? It’s my body. If I enjoy sex, then there’s nothing wrong with it.

It’s not like my guys don’t enjoy doing all the dirty things to me.

Seriously, I feel like I’ve hit the jackpot with these two.

Sometimes, I think it's too good to be true, and the other shoe is gonna drop.

I know I shouldn’t think this way, but I can’t remember the last time this amount of good luck has come my way.

He blows out a breath. “I hope it’s not too corny or anything, but I was hoping we could watch a movie in the basement?” He looks my way, that boyish side of him showing. “I want a redo of that night.”

My pulse races, stomach swooping as I think about that night. The night he rejected me after making me feel so damn good. After experiencing something I’ve never felt before with another person. A night I’ve been wanting to forget for a while now.

“I’d like that.” I chew on my lower lip. He takes my hand and gives it a squeeze, a smile finding his face.

Maybe this is what we needed. Something to help push us forward and put the bad parts behind us.

When we pull up to the house, Toby shuts the car off and turns to me. “I want to ask you something.”

“Okay.”

He licks his lips, looking a little nervous. “This is a big deal for me, and I feel so damn stupid asking you this, but I... fuck.” He blows out a breath, running a hand through his hair before scrubbing his face.

“Toby, it’s okay. I promise I won't judge you.” I take his hand again, placing it in mine, and give him a reassuring squeeze. I can tell whatever he wants to say isn’t easy for him.

“You know I’ve been talking to a therapist online, right?”

“Yes.” I nod.

“Well, Monday, I have an appointment to go see her in person. I’m not going to lie, I don’t want to go alone.”

My brows furrow. “Are you asking me to go with you?” I ask.

“Would you? I feel like if you're there while I’m talking to her, it might be easier for me to talk about and explain how my brain works, you know? Or how it was working in the past. I don’t know.” He blows out a breath, shifting in his seat to look forward. “Maybe it’s stupid.”

“No, it’s not.” I tug on his hand. “It’s not stupid. I’d love to go, Toby.” A warm feeling blankets over me. For him to trust me like this, to be able to open up and be vulnerable by having me present for his session shows how much he's changed.

“Really?” His eyes dart to mine.

“Really.” I smile back.

He stares at me for a moment before leaning forward. “I fucking love you,” he growls before stealing a kiss. “Now, let’s go inside.”

With giddy excitement, I open my car door before he’s even able to get out and wait in front of the car. He laughs, shaking hishead before joining me. Wrapping his arm around my shoulder, I lean into his touch, resting my head on his shoulder as we walk into the house.

We’re greeted with voices, letting me know people are still up. The twins are most likely in bed by now, but with it being the weekend and Halloween tomorrow, Bennett is most likely still up.

I smile, a laugh slipping free as we walk into the kitchen to find my parents and Bennett in what looks like a food fight.

“What on earth is going on?” I laugh, taking in the mess of the place.

Rain is tossed over Chase’s shoulder, cake smashed in her hair, screaming at him to put her down while he just laughs like a madman.

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