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We both stopped speaking at the exact same moment. We were facing one another, only inches apart.
“What?” I asked.
She shook her head. “Nothing.”
“What were you going to say?”
“Nothing,” she repeated as her chest rose and fell in labored breaths.
The energy in the air was so thick that I was surprised we could breathe. As I stared down into her glossy blue eyes, need coursed through my veins. My head was clouded with desire. The only sound I could hear was the thumping of my heart.
My mind was filling in the blanks that she left.
I was the only person she thought about when she…
When she read those books?
When she went to bed at night?
When she touched herself in bed at night?
“I’m the only person you think about when you what?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Her chin dropped as she looked down at the ground.
Lifting my arm, I placed my hand on her chin and tilted her head back up. As my thumb traced her bottom lip, her eyes dilated. Everything inside of me was screaming to lean down and kiss her. But I knew I couldn’t do that. This was wrong.
“It does matter.” I might not be able to kiss her, but I needed to find out what the answer to the riddle was. “If I guess what you were going to say, will you tell me?”
“Yes.” There was a hitch in her breath, and I could feel the nerves radiating off of her.
My voice sounded much calmer than my body felt. Every cell in my body demanded that I cross the line with Ruby. I didn’t care about anything else in that moment other than tasting her.
“I’m the only person you think about when you read those books?”
“That wasn’t what I was going to say, but yes.”
“I’m the only person you think about when you go to bed at night?”
“Yes, but that’s not what I was going to say.”
I had been walking a fine line between appropriate and inappropriate. If I asked this next question, it would place me firmly in inappropriate territory.
“I’m the only person you think about when you touch yourself?”
“Yes.”
I waited for her to say, but that’s not what I was going to say, but she remained quiet.
“Tell me.”
“What?”
“Tell me what you were going to say,” I prompted, needing to hear the actual words coming out of her mouth.
“You are the only person I think about when I touch myself.”
“Fuck.” I rested my forehead against hers.
