Page 138 of New Growth
“Have you?” he pushed.
“Elliot. Why are you so interested in my sex life all of a sudden?”
“What sex life?” he scoffed, grinning widely as I shoved him, harder this time.
He didn’t budge, though.
“I’m satisfied with my current situation, thank you.” I clarified.
“No wonder you’re always in a mood.”
His words caught me off guard. My breath hitched.
“What about you?” I shot back. “You’ve been divorced for three years. When’s the last time you did it?”
He paused, taking a slow sip of his coffee. “Hmm. About two weeks before I met you.”
My face fell at his words. The answer stung, and I didn’t know why.
“Did you love her?” I asked.
His brow furrowed. “I don’t even remember her name, Peanut. It was a one-night stand.”
“Oh.” My voice was quiet. “I didn’t know you were into that.”
“Yeah, well. After over a decade of marriage, you get into a lot of shit you got no business being in.”
That made me pause. We never talked about this kind of stuff. I leaned in as my curiosity outweighed my discomfort. “Was your ex your first?”
“Yeah. Yours?”
“Yes.”
“You only slept with him the entire time?”
“Um… yes? What kind of question is that?” I blinked. “Didyousleep with other people?”
He smirked at the memory. “We experimented.”
“Open marriage?”
He nodded. “Lasted a year before we were ready to rip each other’s heads off.”
“I could imagine.”
“I couldn’t do that now, though,” he said, sipping again. “I’m too old for that bullshit.” He looked at me, eyes gentler. “Besides… one woman is all I need.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Well. I ain’t that woman.”
“That kiss said otherwise.”
“The kiss you hated?”
His face got stone-cold serious. “Don’t twist my words. I loved the kiss. You just weren’t relaxed. I wanted to find out why, and now I know. It doesn’t change the fact that it happened or how I feel about you.”
My heart skipped. “And how do you feel about me?”
He gave a lazy grin. “You got all day?”
