Page 79 of Take My Love
“Should I be askin’ if you’re okay?”
“I’m more than okay…” My voice involuntarily goes up an octave and I clear my throat to fix it. “Gonna sleep like a rock tonight.”
She snorts. “Me too, I hope.”
“Good night, Posey.”
“Yeah, g’night.”
Once she walks out of the kitchen, I grab the broom and dust pan, then clean up all the glass.
My heart rate doesn’t slow down until long after my shower and I’m tucked into bed. Thoughts race through my head, keeping me from falling asleep, until a realization hits me.
I told her I’d always be honest when she asked me something.
However, that was a lie.
I’m not more than okay.
I’m devastated that I now have a second memory of her that’ll continue to torture me for the rest of my life.
But I can’t find it in my heart to regret it.
I can only hope she doesn’t wake up and decide she does.
chapter thirteen
Posey
What the fuckwas I thinking?
I was drunk on lust and sexual frustration last night.
That’s the only explanation for why I agreed to let Silastalk me through it. I shouldn’t have asked him to touch me because now my brain and heart are more conflicted than before. But I can’t seem to regret it either after he gave me one of the best orgasms of my life.
But Silas is off-limits.
I’m his boss’s daughter.His roommate.
His best friend’s sister.
It’s against the rules and unless I want him to lose his job, we shouldn’t be crossing the lines the way we did. Our double date is tonight so hopefully it’ll be good for us to get back out there.
We can focus on other people who are interested in us instead of each other.
It’ll be fun.
Now that I know what I need to finish during sex, I can tell my future partner and not be insecure about it.
Yeah, it’ll be totally fine.
No reason things have to be awkward between us, especially since he’s the one who offered to help me.
“Mornin’.” Silas’s hoarse voice makes me jump.
I didn’t hear him enter the kitchen.
“Hey, hi. Mornin’.” I swallow hard and it feels like razor blades cutting through my esophagus. I clear my throat and look at him, remembering the way his muscular body wrapped around me as his fingers slid into me.
