Page 128 of Pucking Matt
“Just because I lost control in high school, doesn’t mean you get to use that against me forever.”
“Oh, I will use it against you forever because you wanna know what I think? I think you can’t control yourself around me.”
I laugh at that joke. “You think you are so clever.”
“You don’t think it’s true?” he asks, bringing his hand to my face. He gently grazes my cheek with his knuckles. “I have no problem proving you wrong.”
As I stare up at him, I realize our issue. We are too competitive and like to win. I whisper, “I bet by the end of it, you’ll have blue balls.”
“Don’t test me,” he breathes, dropping his hand.
“Blue balls are on the menu tonight,” I smile.
“Why when you can have the whole entrée.”
“What?” I narrow my eyes.
“Yeah, I’m your boyfriend for the night, so why not take advantage of it?”
My stomach drops like I’m the scariest rollercoaster of my life. “You want to take advantage of this?”
He looks at my lips and then into each of my eyes. “Amber, do you even kn–”
My phone notification goes off in my back pocket. I reach for it, but he stops me.
“Don’t let whoever that is interrupt this. I’m about to tell you something important.”
I think I can’t breathe. I drop my hand, glancing at his cut again. “We should get you cleaned up. It’s still bleeding. Is that normal?”
“Stop changing the subject,” he says.
I look up at him and nod, trying to remember to breathe. “Okay.”
“Do you have any idea how much fun we would have together?” he asks.
My eyes search the room. “What?”
“Fucking,” he says.
I laugh in his face. “Please. Don’t say that word.”
“Then what do we call it?”
“I don’t know. Making love?Fuckingsounds horrible.”
It looks like he’s making a mental note of that. “It’s not horrible.”
“But that’s all you want from me?” I ask, even though my uterus is throbbing. My vagina is likeyay for fucking!But it’s not in sync with my heart and mind. “Because if th–”
“It’s not all I want from you. It’s not something I considered until now. I’m throwing it out there.”
“You haven’t fantasized once about hooking up with me?” I question, not believing that for one second.
He pulls out his phone. “I’ll text you my answer if you text me your answer.”
I grab my phone. “I don’t know.” I glance down at the screen.
Kyle: Hey, if you’re not busy, want to grab a drink tonight?
