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“Did he ever try to help you feel more comfortable?” she asks.

I bite my lip, my mind flipping through all the times we were together.

“I mean, he made it clear that he was attracted to me, and that made me feel good. He was always grabbing my ass. And he even liked my boobs, which was a nice changefrom the guy I dated before him, who suggested I get breast implants.”

My friends all frown in disgust.

“Dakota, you have the cutest boobs ever,” Sophie says.

“Yeah. Like, so cute and perky,” Bella says. Maya and Ingrid nod along.

I let a smile break free at how they build me up, always, no matter what.

“It’s more than just a guy liking your body, though, you know? We weren’t all that compatible in the bedroom,” I say.

“You didn’t like the same things?” Ingrid asks.

I shake my head. “I like a lot of foreplay. I like using toys. He didn’t like any of that. He was more of the ‘let’s get down to business’ type of guy.”

Maya rolls her eyes in disgust. “The kind of guy who just wants to stick his dick in and pound away until he comes, right?”

“Yeah,” I say in a weak voice. “I mean, don’t get me wrong. I like it hard and fast sometimes, but I need to build up to that.”

“Of course. Every woman needs foreplay and build-up,” Bella says.

“Did you bring it up with him?” Sophie asks.

“Yeah. And sometimes he’d be into it, and we’d do the kind of foreplay I liked. But he didn’t like it when I had to use a vibrator. He said I shouldn’t need a toy to enjoy myself in bed, and that made me feel insecure. So after a while, I stopped bringing it up, and we’d just end up having sex the way he wanted to do it.”

They all give me pitying expressions that make me feel so pathetic. I stab my fork into my noodles and take a bite.

“I was never able to have an orgasm with him,” I admitin a quiet voice while staring down at my noodles. “That’s where his frustration stemmed from, I’m sure.”

“That’s not an excuse for the way he treated you, Dakota,” Sophie says.

“I know.” Despite all the support I’m getting from my friends right now, I still feel so pathetic and broken. And they haven’t even heard the worst of it.

Chapter 15

Sam

Isit up in bed after overhearing what Dakota just said.

Did I hear that right?

I woke up a few minutes ago to the sound of talking coming from the living room. Because I was so groggy, it took me a second to realize that it was Dakota talking to Ingrid, Maya, Sophie, and Bella.

But when I heard what they were talking about, I jolted awake.

Dakota just said her ex Jake made her feel self-conscious in the bedroom…he made her feel uncomfortable…and he never gave her an orgasm…

An angry, restless energy courses through me.

I shouldn’t be doing this, eavesdropping on the conversation she’s having with her friends in my living room. I should be taking a nap and resting up for tonight’s game.

She doesn’t know that I’m in the guest room since my bedroom’s a mess—that I can hear every word she’s speaking.

But there’s no way I can ignore what she’s said.

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