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He grabs my neck with both of his hands and shuts up my plea with a pressing kiss. My hips move, straddling his erection, eager to get a reaction out of him.
He groans. “I want to fuck your pussy again.”
I bite on his lips, his words making me bold and rendering me weak in the knees. But even in my sex-crazed state of mind, I don’t want him to avoid answering me. His high might help him confide in me.
“Answer the question.”
“You already know the answer. We wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”
“What do you mean?”
He sighs, pulling on his hair. “I don’t do this whole song and dance. It’d go something like this—boy fucks girl. The end.”
He’s testing my reaction, his eyes narrowed, his warm breath near mine.
“Always? Or sinceher.”
“Since her.”
He’s withdrawing from our conversation, ready to block me out again.
“Does she still want you?”
To my relief he shakes his head. “No.” He gives my ass a little tap, and I can tell from the expression on his face, that he’s done with this conversation.
So, I grab the plate and finish the grapes, cucumbers, and cheese and crackers, along with the nachos and salsa. There’s nothing like sexual endorphins to work up an appetite.
Then I take my phone while Damon is on his, and see that Harvey texted me. I take a deep breath before reading:
Harvey:HOW COULD YOU?!??
Inside I feel like I’m shaking, an earthquake ready to mark and destroy. I reread his words and close my eyes, knowing he’s angry with me and that he has every right to be.
“What’s wrong?” Damon asks, his eyes darting at my phone. He sighs when I shake my head, ready to go to bed and put this evening behind me. “What did he do this time?”
I watch him carefully, wondering how he could possibly know that Harv’s responsible for my mood change.
“Gemma, you’re strong. You’re not this doormat—”
“Only with you.”
But he refuses to hear me out, as he convinces himself otherwise. “No. That woman, who says what she means, who stands up for what she wants, even though it pisses me off sometimes, that’syou. The you who was always there.”
His words throw me off, but I don’t relent.
“You know what I was thinking, Damon? She’ll make him happier. He just needs time to see it.”
I feel the conviction in my words.
It really is over between Harv and me. We can’t and shouldn’t be in a loving, committed relationship anymore, because that’s the biggest lie we’ve ever told.
“He’s a fucking idiot. You would make anyone happy. You deserve better than him or me for that matter.”
I say nothing as I walk out to the entrance of his house to retrieve my purse.
Once upstairs, I use his en suite bathroom to remove my makeup and brush my teeth. I’m wearing a red pair of Calvin Klein underwear for bed and a long red T-shirt.
When I step out, he’s in nothing but jeans, the top of his boxers showing, giving me a delicious taste of the V-line disappearing under his jeans.
