Page 63 of Keeping My Girl

Dwayne leans in, loving this story already, and I can’t help but laugh at his rapt attention. “And?” he prompts.

“And he…went down on me.”

“Hell yeah, girl,” he says with an enthusiastic nod.

“But then afterwards…we just went to bed.”

“Damn, Romeo didn’t want anything in return?” he asks with furrowed brows.

“No,” I shake my head sadly. “And I can’t stop thinking about the reasoning behind it.”

“Maybe he’s waiting on you to make the next move for more,” Dwayne suggests.

“Maybe,” I drawl out before nodding my head in agreement. Dwayne is right. Nico is a gentleman like that. Never pushing, never asking for too much. What if he’s just scared to push me too far? What if he’s just scared period?

“Next time you get Romeo alone, let him know exactly what you want. That should clear up any confusion,” Dwayne suggests.

I’m glad I spoke to someone about my feelings instead of just keeping them all to myself until they ultimately consume me. I actually feel a thousand times better than I did this morning. “Thanks for the advice.”

“That’s what I’m here for,” he says with a big smile.

For the rest of our therapy session, I think about what Dwayne and I talked about. I think maybe I do need to just push Nico in the right direction. If I want something, I need to let him know what I want. And if he still rejects me after that, then I’ll just have to deal with the consequences later.

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