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G: Why?
R: That’s just the way it has to be.
G: I won’t accept that. I’ve told myself I’m no good for u. Tried to stay away but I can’t stop thinking about u, the way u felt, tasted…
Oh, my God. He’s been thinking about me?No. I can’t even entertain this conversation. He belongs to Lonnie.
R: I have a boyfriend.
G: Do you love him?
Do I? I like him, but it’s way too early for that emotion.
R: We haven’t been together that long, but I feel like I’m heading there.
G: Do you ever think about that night?
Do I ever? Only almost every minute of every day. He’s not the only one afflicted with persistent memories. I remember how his chest felt against mine, the way he grabbed my ass, how wonderful his lips felt, tasted. Sometimes I wish he had continued and not asked me my age.
R: What night?
G: Liar. You’re thinking about it right now. You’re thinking about how you want me to do it again.
R: No. I’m not.
G: Are you alone?
R: Yes…
G: In bed?
R: Why?
G: Are you?
R: Yes.
G: What are you wearing?
R: Really???? Oh, please!
Instead of replying by text, I see Minion Boss flashing on my screen.Shit. If he thinks I’m having phone sex with him, he’s grossly mistaken.
“We’re not doing this.”
“What are you wearing?”
His low, husky voice sends a chill up my spine. He sounds so fucking sexy.
“What areyouwearing?”
“Boxers. Your turn.”
“We. Are. Not. Doing. This.”
“Is your light on?”
“Yes –”
