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The praise sings across my nerves like a soothing balm, and I angle my hips higher, letting Reed go deeper.

I feel him thicken even more, his release seconds away. I grip his hand where he’s rubbing my clit, spearing myself on his shaft in time with his efforts.

Reed grunts low. “That’s my girl.”

He orgasms, filling me with his cum, and bliss bursts out from every inch of my skin. The pleasure is dizzying, and I become acutely aware of my heartbeat.

It’s the most intense experience we’ve had, and as my trembling eases off, the sound of our ragged breaths drag my mind back to reality.

We’re still here, still in the same situation as before, and a heaviness settles over my chest.

Reed slips free, sitting back against the couch as he catches his breath. The warmth of his body is replaced by cool air.

With the curtains blocking any sunlight from reaching us in Reed’s living room, I feel like I’m sitting in a hopeless abyss.

Stinging starts in my eyes, and I struggle to keep them from leaking my emotions all over the place.

I’m pregnant. I could have a baby next year, thanks to getting carried away with the man sitting just a few feet away.

Lying naked on his expensive rug in the dimly lit room, I stare at Reed’s profile. His eyes are closed as he leans his head back on the sofa.

We shouldn’t have had sex again, not without talking first. But I know if I were presented with the situation again, I would still do it.

It’s something about Reed. It always has been, and I think he’s as lost in this as I am.

But did it mean something more to him than that? Or was it just pent-up desire for someone who’s always been off-limits?

If Reed wanted methisbadly, even after Johnny saw us together, what does it mean? Was this just another fling, or does Reed actually want something real with me?

Because as much as I might want to deny it, I want that with him.Desperately.

Chapter28

Reed

Mae left in a hurry after we had sex again on Monday. I tried to stop her, but ultimately, I know I need to give her some time to think about everything we’re doing.

To that end, I have to own up to this with Johnny. The guy has been my best friend since forever, and he deserves an apology.

After getting Henry to school, I work the first half of my split shift before taking my break to find Johnny at work.

I realize it’s not the best place to have a heart-to-heart, but the idea of waiting a moment longer makes me anxious.

I’m thoroughly good at avoiding things, and even though it took me this long to realize that, I’m not going to let it get any worse.

As I drive to Johnny’s office, I consider what Mae said yesterday. She’s never had a problem calling me out on my shit, and for once, I try to consider her words before getting defensive.

A bully.

It’s harsh, but I can see why she’d think that. I’m not exactly patient when things don’t go according to my plans.

I sigh, staring hard at the red light in front of me.

It’s the Clara thing, and instead of seeing that as an excuse, I understand it’s just an explanation.

I’m still grieving that loss, and I’m doing all the wrong things to prevent it from happening again because losing her made me feel so out of control, so helpless.

I’veneverbeen good with that.

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