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This issuch a very bad awesome idea.
Sex with Tucker Hastings has never been on my bucket list. I’m serious.Never.
Did I maybe entertain fantasies of tricking him into getting naked so I could do something terrible to his junk back in high school?
I can neither confirm nor deny.
But actual sex? Actually getting naked and vulnerable with this guy?
Absolutely not.
And now? It’s still a bad idea. But possibly for new reasons.
This is still Tucker. The guy I’ve hated since high school. The last person on earth I ever thought I’d ever be nice to, not to mention trust.
But damn, it feels good to be…soft with him.
He’s nice.
God, that sounds weak, but it's true.
He’s great. He makes me laugh. He makes me hot. He’s making me slow down and actually take a second look at him.
At myself.
And I want to be naked with him. I want him naked. So, so much.
I have a feeling Tucker will beverynice to my naked body with his naked body, and I really want that.
But I’m also definitely, no question, feeling vulnerable, and that’s scary as hell.
It’s how I feel when I’m with Evan and Christopher. Like Tucker might really see me. Might actually get me on a level other people don’t. Like Tucker might make me want things I’ve never wanted before. Things I don’t want to want.
I like being mysterious and a little confusing and untouchable.
Tucker isn’t scared of me, and he seems very determined to touch me. In all the ways.
This feels like it does with Evan and Christopher, but it feels really,reallyvulnerable with Tucker.
He’s not like Evan and Christopher.
They’re good guys. Decent men. Men who know how to be in relationships and who I just know won’t hurt me.
Tucker, not so much.
Okay, honestly, Evan and Christopher feel a little safer because they’re in a relationship with one another. There’s no chance that they’re going to fall for me for real. They aren’t promising me love and forever and commitment. Nothing can really happen there. So I can become their friend without worry.
With Tucker—what if I really like him? Trust him? Get close to him?
I could truly fall for him and then what?
He could break my stupid heart.
And still, I’m working on fitting the key into the lock on the door to let him inside to get naked.
Of course, my hands are shaking so bad from adrenaline and lust I can’t get the key lined up with the lock.
