“I don’t want to talk to her, David. Or anyone else for that matter. They all just want me to apologize to Adrian and take him back. I can’t do that.”
“Wow.”
“Wow? Wow, what?”
“Nothing, I just...” He pauses. “I think I actually believe that you won’t take him back this time.”
“And why is that?”
“Normally, whenever you argue with him and ‘break-up’, you say ‘I won’t’ go back to him but you always do. It’s quite refreshing to hear you say, I can’t.” He sounds extremely proud. “Letting go of him was long overdue, but I’m looking forward to finally seeing you happy again.”
“Thanks a lot, David,” I say. “Can I tell you something?”
“Does it involve what I think it involves?”
“We had sex the other night.” I have to tell him this. He has to know. “More than once! And it was rough and hot, and just...It was good! Like, so amazingly good!”
“Paris...”
“I didn’t want him to ever stop! It was just—I’m actually getting wet just thinking about it... It was like one of those stories you tell me about your hot one night stands, but it was me. It was me, David! And guess what else?”
“What else, Pear Pear?”
“His dick is huge...”
He sighs loudly.
“I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to go down on him because I didn’t think it’d fit into my mouth, but it did! And I think he enjoyed how far it was down my throat. Like, at first he was telling me to suck him slow so—”
There was a loud and sudden beep on the other end.
“David?” I listen for him. “David? David, are you there?” I look at my phone and see that he’s sent a text:
Love you Pear, Pear. Glad you’re having fun. Call me when you don’t want to talk about another man’s dick.
Laughing, I place the phone into a drawer. I’m not going to use it again until it’s time to leave; I want to focus on the remaining time I have left with Blake.
“Paris?” Blake steps into the room. “Are you ready?”
I nod and he helps me into my jacket. Clasping my hand, he walks me through his house and into the garage.
“Blake, the roads are still bad. Why are we getting into your car?”
He doesn’t answer. He just motions for me to sit in the passenger seat.
As soon as he gets behind the wheel, he cranks the engine and turns on the heat. “Are you comfortable?”
“Do you have a death wish, Blake?” I cross my arms. “Because I don’t. You heard the newscasters say that the roads aren’t completely salted yet.”
“We’re not taking any roads.”
“We’re just going to sit here?”
“Not exactly.” He leans over and kisses me, pulling up the emergency brake. “I’m going to kiss you until you can’t breathe, and then I’m going to fuck you in the backseat.”
“This is what you consider a date?”
“I never said this was a date.”
“You said you were taking me out.”
“Out as in outside. Are we not outside?”
As much as I want to punch him in the face right now, I can’t help but laugh. “You are really something. Do you know that? This is probably why you’ve never had a girlfriend.”
“If I had one, she would always drink during Never Have I Ever, because I would make sure that we kiss and have sex everywhere...” He caresses my cheek with the back of his hand. “I would never be patient enough to wait for privacy.”
I blush and he kisses me again, moving to my side of the car. Whispering, he slowly unzips my jacket. “Is there anything I can say to make you stay for another week?”
I shake my head.
“Are you sure?”
I suck in a breath and murmur, “Yes,” as he unclips my bra.
“Well in that case...” He unfastens my jeans. “Let’s see if there’s something I can do instead...”
Chapter 11
I don’t want to leave Washington. Ever.
I want to stay here and have sex with Blake all day, every day, but I know that’s impossible. Unrealistic.
What happened between the two of us over the past week and a half is something I’ll always remember, but something I can’t let last.
The storm is over and he has a firm to run.
I have a life to rebuild. Sooner rather than later.
Maybe that’s why neither of us has said a word to each other this morning, and the glances we’ve stolen from one another haven’t lasted for more than a second.
I’m not sure how many times I’ve double checked my bag—knowing damn well that I have everything. I’m just stalling because this isn’t as easy as I thought it would be.