Page 44 of Bad Boy Next Door
“What the fuck do you care?” she asked on a sigh.
“Jade. Don’t you get it? I like you. I like you a lot. That wasn’t just some random fuck for me tonight. When you looked at me while we were… Shit. I’m not good at the word stuff. But if I read this wrong. If you don’t feel the same way.” My throat started to close. I’d known this girl three days, and I wasn’t sure how I could live without her. The thought was terrifying.
Her body yielded and curved into mine, her cheek pressed against my chest, so I tentatively wrapped my arms around her body. Her breathing slowed as I held her, and I gently stroked her soft hair like she was a wild animal I had to tame.
My dick hardened, so I shifted to make sure it wasn’t pressed against her body, not wanting to invade her space like that again without invitation.
“I’m so fucked up,” she said softly.
“No, you’re not.” I stroked her hair. “Why would you say that?”
“You’ve been nicer to me than any man ever—by far. You’re so sweet.”
My gut clenched. If she knew the truth, she wouldn’t call me sweet.
“But I can’t…” She looked at the floor.
“Can’t what, Jade?”
“Can’t… I don’t know.” She drew a long sucking breath. “For a while”—her voice was soft, barely audible—“when you were inside me, when you were looking at me, it was all just too…”
“Too what, Jade? Tell me. Please.”
“Too everything, okay? Too real, too honest, too fucking scary.”
My chest tightened. “Scary?” I couldn’t help my size.
Shaking her head and smiling sadly, she broke free of my embrace. “Never mind. It’s all good. I’m sorry I freaked out.”
“If you’re okay, I’m okay. But…” My mouth going dry, I swallowed hard. “I hope we can still. I mean I want to keep seeing you. I mean of course I’ll see you. You live right next door…” I sounded like a half-wit.
“Nick. I do want to fuck you again. Your dick—” She shook her head. “The sex was great. You were great. But…” She looked down to the floor. “Can we keep things casual? Just sex? Is that okay?”
I nodded, although I knew that for me it wasn’t okay. It wasn’t okay at all.
