Page 150 of Accidental Husband
His brow scrunches with concentration. He steals the spoon back. But instead of bringing a scoop to his lips, he brings it to mine. "You ever go on a date with someone you really like?"
"I broke up with my fiancé four days ago."
He chuckles. "I remember your first date with Jackson. You were freaking out."
"Well, yeah, I was seventeen and I'd never had a real boyfriend. Just a lot of sloppy make out sessions."
"Oh, I remember that party."
"Can we not—"
He laughs. "Okay. We can not. But you need to stop distracting me."
"What now?"
"You keep groaning over your ice cream." His lips brush my neck.
I lean into the gesture. "You keep feeding it to me."
Right on cue, he offers me another bite.
Mmm. It really is good.
He kisses me harder. "I like your groan too much to stop."
"How do you get anything done?"
"Don't usually have you in my lap," he says.
"So with other women—"
"That's what I'm trying to say, Jules. It's not like this with other women. It's fun, yeah. I come, yeah. But I don't get invested. It's easy because I'm not invested."
"I get that." Sorta.
He sucks ice cream from his spoon. Then he scoops another bite—the last bite—and offers it to me.
I take it. "I, um, I always thought you were invested. The way you talk about sex—"
"I was. But not in the sex. In causing a reaction." He takes the spoon, and the cup, and sets them aside. Then he rearranges my limbs so I'm straddling him. "Your reaction."
"You slept with half of Los Angeles for me?"
His chuckle is easy. "Kinda, yeah. I didn't realize it, but I compared everyone to you."
"The last girl you dated?"
"Dated?" He arches a brow.
"Okay, that youenjoyed—"
"Enjoyed?"
"That you engaged in sexual relations with." I bring my hand to his shoulder. "Is that acceptable?"
He nodsyeah.
"She was gorgeous. And smart. And her boobs were seriously huge. She jumped into the pool topless at Dean's party."
