“Your friends?”
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“Hadn’t seen ’em in a while.”
I shook my head as Will peeled my pants down my legs.
“Your arm gettin’ heavy?” he asked after he’d helped me step out of the fabric.
“Will, I get that you’re being sweet,” I replied, reaching out to run my fingers through his hair. “But I haven’t had sex in eighteen months.”
“No one since me?”
“Does my vibrator count?” I asked, jolting in surprise when he pulled me onto the bed.
“Scoot back,” he ordered, as he started unbuttoning his jeans. “Middle of the bed.”
It took me a second, since I couldn’t use one of my arms, but I was glad that he didn’t try to help me. Instead, he watched me hungrily, stripping off the rest of his clothes.
“Condom,” I reminded him as Will set one knee on the bed.
I saw him cringe, and for a split second I felt bad, but it was gone quickly. He’d had sex with someone else. It wasn’t something I could ignore. Even if he’d been careful with her—my stomach burned at the thought of it—he still needed to suit up.
“I’ll get tested,” he said after he’d rolled the condom on.
“Okay,” I breathed as he knelt on the bed, leaning forward to grip my hips. He jerked me toward him and bent at the waist, bracing himself on one arm until our faces were just inches apart.
“You want my mouth on you?” he asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“Yes,” I replied, then instantly changed my mind. “No.”
“Which is it?” he teased, his hand sliding up my side to grip my breast. His touch was soft, even though he was trembling with restless energy.
“Just fuck me,” I said seriously, making him bark out a laugh.
“It’s never just anything with you,” he murmured, rubbing his nose across my jaw.
His hips shifted and then he was there, sliding inside me slow and steady. He’d barely touched me, and I hadn’t needed anything but his strong body above mine to get wet. It was ridiculous, and if I remembered correctly, really convenient for quickies.
“Tell me if anything hurts,” Will instructed, sliding back out. “We’ll be careful.”
“Careful sucks,” I griped, reaching for him. My cast hit his shoulder with a thunk. “Oh, shit!”
“Okay,” he said in amusement, moving my arm to rest by my head. “Maybe you’re the one that needs to be careful.”
“I’m sorry!” I blurted, my eyes wide.
“Make it up to me,” he ordered, his eyes falling almost closed as he thrust again. “Goddamn.”
“More,” I breathed as he pulled back and thrust again. “Too slow.”
“Always too slow for you,” he answered, running his tongue across my breast. “Gotta be careful.”
“I’m fine,” I gasped as his tongue found my nipple. “I can’t come like this.”
“Bullshit, you can’t,” Will argued, biting down.
He ended up proving me wrong.
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“Is she still going to be around?” I asked later, hating that I’d asked, but anxious for an answer. I’d taken another pain pill and it was making me slightly loopy. It took away the throbbing in my arm, though, so I could deal with loopy.
“That gonna bug you?” Will asked, running his finger along the skin on my arm where the cast ended.
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“Alright, she’s gone, then.”
“But . . . are all her friends here?” I asked worriedly.
“Moll, you can’t have it both ways.”
“Right. Yes, I don’t want to see her. Ever.”
“Then, you won’t. End of.”
I nodded my head and closed my eyes. I loved the way Will smelled, and it was always strongest after we’d had sex. Not a sex smell, really, just his natural smell.
“Hey, Will?” I called. “Did you say that the guy who killed my dad was Rocky’s father-in-law?”
Will’s body turned to stone beneath me. “You eavesdroppin’ earlier?”
“No, as soon as I realized you guys were talking, I let you know I was there. It’s not like I was being quiet.”
“Sugar,” he sighed. “Better for you—the less you know. Alright? I’ll tell you that, yes. Same man. But don’t go askin’ about it.”
I thought it over for a minute. I wanted to know everything. Why he’d targeted my dad. What he’d been looking for. But I knew with certainty that the answers to those questions wouldn’t really change anything. The why of it all would never make any sense, no matter what I knew, and I didn’t ever want to have to try and lie to the police again.