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I thought I was the only one he’d done that with.

“It felt so good coming inside her. Claiming her in a way. And then she asked me to keep going, and we stared into each other’s eyes until we both came again.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, look awayand try not to cry. “And I really loved it because I’d never done that with anyone before. Or since.”

My head snaps up to see him with his chin in his palm, sporting his best shit-eating grin.

Is he talking about us?

“Ryan, no. Are you being serious?”

“Oh yeah,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows. “It was so fucking intense. She’s really beautiful too. Most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. You’d like her, I think.”

“Why aren’t you sleeping with other people?”

“The only person I want to sleep with is you.” He says it so casually, like I’ve asked him what he wants to eat for dinner.

“What the fuck? So you’re not going to have sex until Christmas?”

“You’re worth the wait, Bunny.”

“But that’s not… we’re not together… you can’t just change the rules like that. We’ve been over this so many times.”

He shifts to sit up by his headboard, and I grab a nearby t-shirt and pull it on. He’s seen me naked countless times, but now it feels too vulnerable.

“I know the deal, and I’m not asking you to change any of that. I’m saying, you play by your rules, I’ll play by mine. Waiting hasn’t been hard, and it’s April already.”

Bile churns in my belly. If he’s waiting, and I’m not, what kind of monster does that make me?

“I need to go,” I tell him, looking away when his face falls.

“I thought we had at least an hour crossover?”

“We do, but I don’t feel horny anymore. I need some space to think.”

“Kayla, don’t go getting it all twisted in your head, talk to me. I wouldn’t have told you if you hadn’t asked. Do you want me to lie? I can make some shit up if you like?”

“No, I don’t think I felt comfortable with it, anyway.”

“So we’re on the same page, then?”

“About?”

“Me not having sex with anyone else.”

“You can fuck whoever you want!” I yell, hoping my upstairs neighbour is already in a deep sleep.

“I will,” he shrugs. “Next winter.”

Chapter 31

Kayla

RYAN:I’m free on Saturday if you’ve got time to chat.

KAYLA:Got plans sorry

RYAN:No worries

RYAN:How’s your week going? Send me some pics!