Page 83 of Hooking Up
She shakes her head. "It's not the same." But it's there in her eyes. She doesn't believe the story she's selling. We both know we're both full of shit.
"Did you love him?"
Her eyes turn down. "I don't know. I thought so, at the time, but now… I don't think I was in the headspace to really love someone."
"How do you know the difference?"
"You have to trust someone to fall in love with them. To trust them to catch you. And we didn't have that. I've never had that."
"Even when you were a kid?"
"Yeah. You've been in love?"
I shake my head. "Infatuated. But never love."
"Recently?"
"No."
"Are you…" She presses her lips together. "Your sister… is there more to that story?"
I nod. "And you changing your life?"
"Yeah. But I don't want to talk about it."
"We don't have to talk."
"Oh." She slides her legs around my waist.
I run my fingers over her inner thigh. She wants to be out of her head. I want to be out of my head. I really, really fucking want to dive between her legs.
This is perfect.
I just need to ease her into it.
I bring my lips to her ears. "I can drive you home. Or we can stay here and not talk. It's up to you."
