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“Great! Can we sleep now?”
“We can try. But just for the record, I still think we should have done it and gotten it out of the way. Maybe things wouldn’t be so awkward between us then.”
“Or maybe things would be even more awkward,” Adam pointed out and lay down covering his face with his arm and added under his breath: “If that’s possible.”
My next words came out in a singsong tone and with a hint of laughter. “I have condoms in my bedroom.”
Did I just say that? Geez, I really shouldn’t have drunk that vodka.
“Chloe, stop, okay? I told you I don’t want a relationship with you.”
“Good, because I don’t want a relationship with you either.”
We were both staring up at the ceiling and then he lowered his arm from his face to the mattress. It was touching my arm slightly and then his hand brushed against mine softly.
Butterflies filled my belly.
In my mind I was already envisioning Adam rolling over on top of me and showing me what he meant when he said, “I fuck hard and dirty.”
When he took my hand, I turned my head to smile at him, welcoming his advances, but my face fell when he said, “Close your eyes and take three deep breaths. Breathe through your nose and exhale through your mouth.”
Darn it!
