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“Good luck with keeping my brother in line,” Maya says to me as she digs into her short stack of pecan pancakes. “He used to do that sort of thing all the time.”

Becca almost chokes on her bite of omelet. “Really?”

Maya nods. “Yup. Tyler got suspended in high school for making out with his girlfriend at the time in the girls’ bathrooms. Twice. You don’t even want to know the stuff he got up to when he was a frat boy in college. He earned his manwhore title.”

I laugh to myself. Young Tyler was a wild one. And I’m currently reaping the benefits because he’s amassed quite the prowess as a lover, as displayed this morning when I rode his face to orgasm.

“Just try to keep the sexy stuff to your guys’ bedrooms,” Maya jokes.

Becca chuckles, but there’s a weird unease that settles in my stomach at what Maya has said.

I think about the fact that my hookup with Tyler this morning was a total surprise—it was thrilling and naughty and totally taboo.

Maybe that’s why I was able to come so easily, because I got off on the excitement of the act. We were sneaking around, having oral sex in a public dressing room, something that’s totally forbidden—illegal too, probably. I’ve never had sex in any kind of public place before today. I’d never even thought about it.

Maybe I was caught up in the moment and that’s why I was able to have an orgasm.

But what will happen when we try to have sex in a normal setting, like my bedroom or his bedroom? Every time I’ve tried that, it hardly ever worked out. I always ended up frustrated and disappointed, nowhere near satisfied. The guys I was with ended up feeling that way too.

What if when Tyler and I try and take things into the bedroom, the excitement fades?

What if my body reverts to its normal “it’s gonna be damn near impossible to have an orgasm” mode? That would kill the mood and make things between us awkward.

A familiar dread pools in my gut.

I let myself imagine Tyler and me as a real, genuine couple. I think about us experiencing that trouble and disappointment in the bedroom…because of me.

My heart sinks. That would ruin everything between us.

Maybe it’s better to leave our hook-up as a one-time thing. One sexy and random moment that was perfect because it was spontaneous and we didn’t put any pressure on ourselves.

Because those are the two things that ruin everything, always: pressure and expectations.

I catch a glimpse of my face in the reflection of the mirror hanging on a nearby wall of the restaurant. I look sad and terrified.

I take a second to rein in my expression while listening to Maya and Becca talk about their upcoming joint bachelorette party this weekend.

I nod along, hoping that they don’t notice that something is off with me.

Maya playfully elbows me. “If Tyler shows up, you have to promise not to hook up in a bar bathroom or something.”

I force a smile. “Don’t worry. We won’t do anything like that again.”

Chapter 15

Tyler

Icheck my phone again today. Still no text from Tori.

I exhale sharply and shake my head at myself. I toss my phone to the other side of my couch, then stand up and head to the fridge for a drink.

I don’t know why I thought I’d get a text from her. I’ve checked my phone probably twenty times today and she hasn’t texted me.

Clearly, she doesn’t want to talk to me.

I read the last text I sent her, the day we hooked up at the bridal boutique a handful of days ago.

Text me when you’re free. I want to finish what we started in the dressing room.

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