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Not the other way around?

“Goodnight, Lenora.” He grins and waits for me to open the front door.

I say Goodnight and turn back around to watch him leave.

I watch his tight jeans hug his ass as he steps off my porch and notice a little limp in his leg as he reaches the last step.

I keep watching until he gets to his car, but I don’t see it again. It must’ve been my imagination. He waves at me from his car door and slides in with ease.

I dodge the other girls in the house and head right to my room.

Once inside I slide my back down against the door.

My heart hasn’t stopped pounding in my chest since I left for this date.

I can finally relax and breathe.

It’s over and it was a great first date. Besides that horrible Italian restaurant. I’ll never ask Greg or Layla for restaurant suggestions. The food was ok but the singer was overkill. Everything else with Nick was perfect.

My phone vibrates and I see a text from him.

I haven’t even taken off my shoes yet.

My big grin is still plastered on my face that I can’t shake off.

Nick:I really wish you pushed me to stay. I’m kicking myself in the ass right now.

Me:I was practically begging you. How much more did you want me to push?

Nick:Jumping me and dragging me into bed is always a good option.

Me:I’ll remember that for next time.

Nick:Good. I won’t accept anything other than that.

Nick:Goodnight Lenora.

Me: Goodnight Nikolay.

I hate that he’s going to be calling me Lenora every chance he gets now, but a part of me loves that he knows it. It’s like I’ve shared another part of me that only he knows.

It’s another way of signifying that I’m his and he’s mine.

Chapter 36

Nick

Fucking car sex.

It was fucking amazing, but now I’m suffering.

I can’t pinpoint the exact moment it started. I was too enthralled by Lenny.My Lenny.

I know I felt a slight twinge the second time I lifted my hips up, maybe even a little twist before that. It was hopping over the middle console that had me biting my lip to keep a straight face and not spew out a string of curses.

I wanted to stay.

I wanted to take her upstairs and continue our date, but I didn’t want her to know. I don’t want anyone to know.

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