Page 26 of Finding London

I wrinkle my brow. “So, you’re not a virgin?”

He throws his head back, his wide chest vibrating with laughter. “Hell no. Why would you think that?”

“Because you’ve never been on a date!” I feel the need to defend myself.

“One does not have to date someone to screw ’em, London.”

My heart rate accelerates as those words fall from his lips—whether from jealous or lust, I can’t tell.

“Yes, I realize that happens, but younevertook any of the girls you slept with out on a date?”

“Never.”

“And they were okay with that?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know. I never asked any of them.”

“Out of curiosity, how did you avoid that conversation? Because I know girls, and most girls wouldn’t be cool with that.”

“Well, after we fuck, I usually don’t run into them again, and if I did, it wouldn’t be a big deal anyway because they knew the deal.”

Realization dawns. “Oh, so you’re like a one-night-stand slut.”

“What classifies a slut, London?”

I throw a slice of cucumber from my plate at him. “Oh my God, you’re a man-whore!”

“And you’re Mother Teresa?” He chuckles.

“Well…no…” I stutter. “But I usually get to know the guy between my legs—at least a little bit.”

Loïc’s eyes darken before he closes them and leans his head back. Eventually, he opens them, and his stare finds me. “Please don’t ever say that again.”

I giggle. “What? The part about having a guy between my legs?”

“Yes, that part,” he growls.

“Why? You don’t like to hear about other guys doing things to—”

He cuts me off before I can finish, “Damn it, London! Eat your food.”

I’m sporting a giant smile as I take a bite of my sandwich. I swallow and then ask, “So, are we done with the slut conversation?”

“Yeah. Definitely.”

“One more question,” I plead.

His blues hold me, and my heart twists a little.

“What’s that?” he asks.

“Why haven’t you ever dated anyone before? There has to be a reason.”

“I haven’t found anyone who’s worth it.” His gaze pins me with something serious.

I want to ask,Worth what?I want to ask if he thinks I’m worth it, but I don’t.

Loïc has shared a lot in this conversation. I have been gifted with one more piece to the puzzle that is Loïc Berkeley, and if I play my cards right, I’m hoping to gain another piece very soon.

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