Page 13 of Too Hot To Touch

“Maybe we should just help her.” Roman says.

“Well, obviously we’re going to help her.”

“No, I mean let’s just give her the money. She doesn’t need to be with us. We can’t make her love us.”

“I love her.” I say as I stare out the window.

“I know. I do too, but we hurt her today and that’s not how you show people that you love them.”

“You’re right. Maybe when she learns that we paid for the surgery, she’ll forgive us and give us another chance.” I say hopefully.

Roman doesn’t answer me and I know that he’s thinking that we blew it today. I hope like hell that he’s wrong.

The car pulls up outside our home and we both get out, thanking Jack as we go. We head inside and Roman walks upstairs to his room. He comes down a couple of minutes later, wearing gym clothes. He’s been working out more than ever since we met Aspen. I don’t blame him. I’ve been running more in the last month than ever before too. Have to burn off all the excess sexual energy somehow.

Roman passes me and walks to the back of the house where the home gym is.

“I’m going to go for a run.” I call to his back and he gives me a chin tip before closing the door behind him. A second later, loud rock music starts blaring.

I throw the coffee cups in the trash before I head up to my room to change. I slip on some running shorts and a t-shirt before I slip on my running shoes, lacing them up tight. I grab my phone and headphones and stretch before heading back downstairs and out the door.

I run my usual four miles before I head back home, walking the last two blocks. I was hoping that my run would help clear my thoughts and get Aspen out of my head for a little bit but it hasn’t worked.

I walk in the front door to see Roman in the kitchen, chugging a protein shake. He hands me the glass that he made for me and I take it gratefully.

“Did it help?” He asks.

“Not even a little bit.” I say as I take the stairs two at a time to go jerk off and shower.

SIX

Roman

I waituntil Flynn is out of the shower before I knock on his door. The two of us stay in the guest rooms. As soon as we find the one that we are supposed to be with forever then we agreed that we would move into the master bedroom.

“Come in.” He calls.

I open the door and walk-in, leaning against his dresser. He’s sprawled out on the bed with his laptop open in his lap.

“What’s up?” he asks as he closes his computer and sets it beside him.

“I’ve been thinking.”

“About Aspen?” He guesses.

“Yeah. I think that we should pay for the medical bills.”

“Right, we already agreed to do that.”

“And then,” I continue, “we should try to move on.”

“What?!? Roman, c’mon! We both know how rare it is to find the one, the true one. Aspen is it. We both know that. No one will be able to replace her.” He says.

“I know, but if she doesn’t want us then we need to at least try. Maybe we can find someone else. Move on and get over her. We can’t force her to love us.” I try again.

He thinks about it for a second before he slowly nods his head.

“I don’t like it but I guess it’s worth a shot. You’re right, we can’t make her choose us, make her love us.”

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