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Another strange look. “Did he study accounting like you?”

“Engineering.”

“Engineering.” he let out a low whistle. “Nicely done, Leah. How long have you been with him?”

Stick to what you know.“Five months.”

Carter suddenly pushed off the balcony and stepped closer to me, a questionable look in his eye. “Is he good to you?”

I swallowed hard, eyeing his proximity warily. “Yes.”

“Funny?”

I paused. “He… can be.”

“Does he make you feel things?”

“Like what?”

“You know what.”

My lips trembled. “Yeah,” I whispered, uncertainly.

Lies, all lies.

“Don’t sound convincing, or anything,” he sarcastically replied.

“Carter—”

“How about the way he makes you feel”—he took another step closer— “physically.”

I took a step back in surprise, the heat in my body was roaring now I could smell the scent of him drifting to me. He came even closer to me then, until his front was almost near to touching mine. My breath quickened. He was influencing my body like so many times before, working the strings, driving outmy feelings I’d done so well to bottle up. I trembled as he leaned his face to mine.

“Is he… better?” His voice was low, serious.

I didn’t respond.

“Come on,” he pressed, until his face was mere inches from mine. “I wanna know, Leah. Ihaveto know you’re being taken care of. Does he do you good? Touch you in the right places? Make it rough enough for you? Does he make you tremble right before you come, make you cry out right before it hits you hard?”

I kept from responding, but my mouth had dropped halfway.Holy fucking shit.Talk about cutting straight to the point, but that had always been what Carter was like.

He smirked just then, like he was satisfied by my silence. “Yeah, I kinda figured he had nothing on me. Nobody knows your body like I do.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Still cocky.”

“Always.”

“Well, don’t run away with your ego just yet. I don’t talk about that part of my life.”

“Why?”

“It’s private.”

“Private?” he sneered. “That’s bullshit.”

“Why is it bullshit?”

“Because I know if the situation was reversed, you’d be asking me the same question, and you’d feel entitled to know the answer too. But now I’d say it’s fairly obvious what the answer is, huh?”

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