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I wake early, before the sun has risen.
As I flip pancakes and bacon, I contemplate my options. I could tell him this has gone far beyond casual for me. I could admit I have feelings and see if he feels the same. I could even suggest we stay married indefinitely because what’s the harm? It’s worked pretty well for us thus far.
But I’m scared. That’s the honest truth. I’ve been doing my best to convince myself I could walk away when the time comes. That, when Kipp shows up and tells me he’s ready for a divorce, I’ll sign the papers, shake his hand, and we’ll go back to being casual acquaintances or maybe friends or who-the-fuck-knows-what.
But how can I do that? How can I possibly let this man go?
What if he wants me to?
When I hear footsteps padding down the hall, I lower the burner and round the island. Kipp comes into view, looking like an utterly rumpled and perfectly gorgeous mess. He sees me and smiles.
“Hey,” he says quietly.
“Hey,” I reply, helping him onto a chair. He’s wearing sweats but nothing else.
He chuckles a little. “I’m perfectly capable of seating myself.”
I don’t tell him it’s me who needs the reassurance that he’s okay.
“Hungry?” I ask.
He nods, yawning at the same time. “Fucking famished. Is it seriously morning? You fucked me into oblivion.”
I can’t quite help the twitch of my lips. I finish plating his bacon before answering. “You did tell me to fuck you so hard you passed out.”
He snorts. “That I did.”
“And?” I ask, a little nervous to hear his answer. Nervous to know whether or not he remembers the words I let slip free.
He plants his elbows on the counter, cheeks in his hands. “Mission accomplished,” he says with a huff of pleased laughter.
I smile, trying to catch more from his gaze, but he just blinks sleepily and yawns again.
“Still tired?” I ask.
He shakes his head, like he’s trying to knock some thoughts loose. “I mean, I shouldn’t be. But damn, I’m exhausted.”
“Here,” I say, sliding some food his way. “This’ll help.”
“Thanks,” he says, giving me a grateful smile.
He digs in while I grab another plate and take a seat next to him. We’re quiet for a minute.
“Did you come?” he asks suddenly, turning to me. “I can’t remember, and I just really need to know.”
I huff a laugh. “I came.”
“Okay, good.”
“If you’re wondering, it was seconds after you, and I pulled right out after,” I tell him. “I didn’t fuck you while you were unconscious.”
His brow furrows, a strange look crossing his face. “I mean, I wasn’t worried about that. Even if you had, I wouldn’t have minded. I actually… I mean, I wouldn’t mind that.”
I freeze, everything in me flushing hot. “You want me to fuck you while you’re sleeping?”
He shrugs. “I mean, it wouldn’t be the worst way to wake up. If you wanted to try that sometime, I’m on board.”
I set my silverware down and scrub my hands over my face.
