Page 60 of The Moment We Know


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“Yes. It felt so good and I was really getting into it—”

“Yeah, that happens,” Jules murmured dryly.

“—but then he was telling me to stop. He looked so upset, almost horrified, like someone who was being fucked against their will.”

“Wait. Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

There was silence for several moments, before Jules said, “That doesn’t make any sense. The whole point of your sex arrangement with David was to have sex, so the fact that you two were having sex shouldn’t have horrified him, since you were both getting what you wanted. Unless … maybe he had his heart set on being the one to do the instigating? But, I don’t know. That seems really flimsy, to me.” She sighed. “Honestly, I would’ve thought he’d be thrilled to have you take the initiative.”

“Me too. Especially since it’s kind of a fantasy of his.”

“It is?”

Paige gave her the watered-down details of David’s fantasy.

“Okay, now this really doesn’t make sense,” Jules mused. “Are you sure he wasn’t into it?”

“Yes, I’m sure. You should’ve seen his face. I didn’t imagine that.”

“I’m sure you didn’t, but if he truly wasn’t into it, then there had to be something else going on.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. You’ll need to ask him.”

“Yeah, if he’s still talking to me after I raped him.”

“Honestly, I doubt he’s really that upset with you—at least not for that reason, anyway. I think this is going to turn out to be nothing more than a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding? Are you out of your goddamn mind?”

“Trust me. This is going to end up being a funny story you can tell at parties.”

“I’m not telling anyone else this story. And neither are you,” Paige warned.

“Obviously, I would never,” Jules reassured her. “Now go set the man free before he starts chewing through his arm.”

“Um, thanks.”

“Just kidding. I’m pretty sure he’d find a way to break his headboard before he chewed through his arm, so you probably don’t need to worry about that.”

Paige looked up at the night sky for a moment. “Why did I think calling you was a good idea? Especially from a disgusting pay phone.”

“Because I always have the answers. Now go set David free and have a conversation—but take a picture before you do—”

Paige hung up, actually enjoying the physical aspect of it, not to mention the satisfying noise the handset made when it got slammed down onto the hook. Then she got back into her car, and after blowing her nose with some fast-food napkins she had stashed in her glove box, began the drive back to the loft, trying to figure out what she was going to say to David when she got there.

As it turned out, she didn’t have to say anything because he wasn’t even home.

Wondering where he’d gone (not to mention how he’d gotten loose), her perplexed eyes lingered on the leather cuffs laying haphazardly on the bed, as if they had been thrown off; she could only hope it hadn’t been in a fit of rage.

Paige retrieved her phone from the floor and as soon as she unlocked it, saw there were a dozen or more texts from David, as well as a shit-ton of missed calls and voicemails. When she was done reading the texts and listening to the messages, she texted him back, feeling like utter shit that she’d made him worry about her. She was also a little confused because he was confused as to what had happened.

Shouldn’t he know he’d been raped?

Chapter 24

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