Page 133 of Forbidden Harmony

Addison held onto her smile with grimdetermination. “Oh, uh, I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about it.”

“You should,” Kira said. “Why don’t wehave a ladies’ night out tonight?”

Addie’s stomachdropped but if she and Preacher were finished, and she was pretty sure theywere, sitting around feeling sorry for herself wasn’t the way to go.

He might want to have sex again if hegets another migraine.

Yeah, maybe, but how pathetic did it makeher to not sleep with anyone else while she waited to see if Preacher mightcome to her for sex when he had a migraine.

“Addie? Do you want to? You don’t haveto,” Kira said.

“Yeah, let’s,” Addie said. “It’ll be goodfor me to, uh, experiment sexually.”

“We should go to The Hitching Post,” Kira said.“We can find a sexy cowboy for Addie to ride.”

“Okay,” Addison said.

“Honey,” Grace said, “are you sure that’swhat you want?”

Addison stared into her coffee. “Yeah.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” Addie said. “It’s over withPreacher now so why shouldn’t I have some fun with someone else? I’ve spentthe last decade having boring sex with Harrison – don’t I deserve to have fun?”

“Yes,” Grace said. “If that’s what youreally want. Are you certain it’s over with Preacher?”

“Of course I am.”

“I only ask because he showed up at your apartmentyesterday and you had sex twice.”

“Because he had a migraine. We wouldn’thave had sex if he didn’t have a migraine, okay? I’m not going to sit aroundand wait for Preacher to have a migraine in the hopes that I might get laid.I’m young and I’m single and I… I want to have meaningless sex with a damncowboy who I’ll never see again.” Her voice was too loud.

“All right,” Grace said.

“Good. I’m going to have a quick showerand then we’ll go to the farmer’s market.”

She gulped down the rest of her coffee and escapedto the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stared at herself in the mirror.Her cheeks were red, and she felt sick to her stomach. What was she doing? Shedidn’t want to have sex with anyone but Preacher.

If you keep thinking that way, you’regoing to die a spinster.Preacher doesn’t wantyou for anything more than sex and even that is done. It was only because ofhis migraine that he –

I know! Shut up!she snarled at her inner voice.

She rubbed at her suddenly achingforehead. She didn’t want to date Preacher. Well, maybe she did but that wasjust stupid. Even if he was interested in something more than sex, thingswould never work out between them. She was too much of a goody-two shoes forhim and sooner or later he would get bored. It was best to stop now before shereally got attached to him.

Attached? That’s a funny word for love,Addison.

She froze before taking a deep breath. God,she didn’t love Preacher. She was just being… stupid.

She took off her robe and stepped into theshower. She was young and single, and her nights of mind-blowing sex withPreacher were over. She had just broken off a ten-year relationship and it wasn’tsmart to jump right into another. She would do what young, single women didand find a few different guys to bang. She had the skills now, thanks toPreacher. She didn’t have to worry that they would find her boring.

Do you, though? Are you any better in bed?What kind of lessons did he actually give you other than making you comerepeatedly?

She was better. She knew she was. Shecould make Preacher come and he was the hottest guy she knew. She just had toact with other men the way she did with Preacher in bed.

What if they can’t make you come the wayhe does?

She swallowed hard. They would.Probably. Preacher couldn’t be the only guy who made her come. He just couldn’tbe. The gods wouldn’t be that cruel, would they?

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