He’s looking at her practically with hearts in his eyes. It’s longing. He’s into her.Veryinto her. I don’t like it at all. I’ve never been the jealous type, but that’s what I’m feeling right now.
She gives him a fake smile. “Thanks for coming by, Kyle. Next time, you can just email me these numbers. You don’t need to come all the way to my office.”
She’s clearly telling him to fuck off. I love it. Unfortunately, he doesn’t get the social cue. He rubs her arm and smiles. “But then we wouldn’t get to spend time together.”
Because Jade is, well, Jade, she peels his hand off her with a look of disgust. “Like I said, send an email next time. And don’t ever touch a woman without invitation.”
She doesn’t take crap from anyone. God, she’s sexy.
She turns her head to me. “Collin.” She nods toward her door. “Let’s go.”
We walk into her office, leaving a stunned Kyle behind. Jade keeps the door wide open.
She’s in a conservative black pantsuit, not nearly as sexy as the pink one she was wearing the last time I met with her.
We quietly sit on her sofa, and I turn to her. “You still look hot, even though I know you’re trying not to.”
She sighs. “Not here, Collin. I’m not up for this. Not today.”
“Then where? You won’t return my texts. What happened the other night? What spooked you?”
She stands and closes the door. She turns back to me. “Why are you complaining? Aren’t you a hit-and-run guy? Shouldn’t you be happy that I didn’t want to stay after the sex? That I didn’t need anything else from you?”
“Did you not have a good time? Was it too much? Was I too much?”
She runs her fingers through her hair in some sort of turmoil. “It’s not that. The sex was amazing. You know it was.”
“Then what was it?”
“Honestly, the aftercare. That’s too intimate for me. I’m not looking for intimacy. This is supposed to be sex only. A mutual release. That’s it.”
I start laughing.
She’s looking at me like I’m crazy. “Why are you laughing?”
“I wanted to help you clean up and that’s why you abruptly left and then ghosted me? That’s fucked up.”
“That’s me. I’m fucked up.”
“If I promise not to care for you, can we have a repeat of the other night?”
“You know I’m not a relationship person, Collin. Just fucking. No dinners or any relationship shit. No post-coital tenderness. Your penis in my vagina. That’s it. That’s all I’m capable of. That’s all I want from you.”
“Is your ass still off the table?”
She nods. “Yes. Consider it permanently off the table to you.”
“I think you’d like it.”
“Collin.”
“Fine. Only pussy deliveries. Can we also order pizza?”
She smiles. “I’ll think about it.”
“So we’re doing this? No strings sex. No relationship-like behavior. My P in your V and that’s it?”
“Correct.”