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“What way?”
“I went down on you so I could pleasure you. If you want to go down on me, then fuck yeah, I won’t say no. But this obligation shit…is this the kind of crap your ex pulled with you?”
“I don’t want to talk about him.”
“We most certainly are going to talk about him. He’s the reason you were in your head earlier, isn’t he? He’s the reason you think you owe me something.”
“Then how does this work?” I blurted out. The tears I’d been holding back suddenly filled my eyes, marring my vision. “I’m starting to think I don’t know anything about anything!”
I burst into tears and buried my head against Smoke’s chest, as if that would prevent him from seeing or hearing my meltdown.
He didn’t reply, he just hugged me tighter, and stroked my head as I cried all over him.
When my cries turned into hiccoughs, I finally attempted to move away. I wanted to roll over and pretend none of this had happened. Not the intimacy with Smoke, and definitely not my crying on him after.
Smoke’s arms didn’t budge.
“I’m fine,” I muttered.
“You’re not fine,” he insisted. “A few minutes ago you were trying to burrow into me. If you were fine, you’d look me in the eye.”
I forced my head back.
“Nice try,” he said lightly. “You’re looking at my chin.”
I sighed. “You caught me. I don’t want to look at you. Can we just forget about all this?”
“Which part?”
“All the parts. The orgasm, the tears, you seeing my tears.”
“Hmm. No. Afraid I can’t do that.”
His tone was easy and it pulled a watery smile from me.
“I’ll make you a deal,” he said.
“What deal?”
“I’ll let you go and you can even put your clothes back on if it makes you feel less vulnerable, but we’re still going to talk.”
“Talk,” I repeated. “No way out of talking?”
“Nope.”
I sighed again. “Fine. Have you seen my pants?”
Chapter 11
I rolled out of Smoke’s arms and sat up, giving him my back. This entire situation was far more intimate than I thought it was going to be.
Smoke had been a thorough and attentive lover. I’d been prepared for that. But I certainly hadn’t expected him to want to talk about my feelings and what was going on in my head.
Knox has really done a number on you, kid.
“Logan?”
“Yeah?” I asked, my back still to him as I leaned over and found my pajamas.
