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It was refreshing to be around someone who didn’t give a fuck about the way he looked.
Dinah sighed and put her fork on the table.
“Okay, you know what, we’ll do the whole Q and A thing you clearly want to do right now. What do you want to know about kisses?” she asked.
“Have you ever been kissed?”
“By a guy?” she asked.
“Yes, of course by a guy, or a girl.”
She rolled her eyes. “No.”
“On both counts?”
“Yes, unless you’re counting when I kissed my mother on the cheek, or she would kiss me.”
He wrinkled his nose. “Nah, thanks.”
She giggled.
“Then no, no kissing. What else?” she asked.
“You’ve not even been felt up?”
“Wow, where do you come up with these questions?”
“Simple, dates and fumbling lead to something, and you know—”
“Let me stop you right there. I’m a virgin. Men terrified me after what happened. If you want me to keep repeating the same cycle, I will. I have not been hugged, kissed, or had sex. Norhave I been felt up.”
“So, does that mean you’ve never had an orgasm?” he asked. He watched her face go bright red. “I don’t even know if that is a yes or no right now.”
She sighed and looked down at her plate. “You as well as I know, Road, you don’t need a man to have an orgasm. Has every orgasm you’ve experienced come from a woman?”
“Oh,” he said.
He hadn’t even thought of that and now he couldn’t help but imagine Dinah touching herself. He could imagine her in bed, late at night, feeling between her thighs. Did she touch herself right? Did she make it feel so good?
Road watched as she picked up her fork again and started to eat.
“You ever been curious?” he asked.
“Wow, you know, when you have kids, I can’t help but wonder if they are going to be as inquisitive as you,” she said.
“I don’t have kids yet, and I don’t plan to have any.”
“Why?” she asked.
He paused for a second. He’d been open and honest with her the whole time he’d known her. Not that he’d talked about the personal life of being at the Evil Fallen Bratva MC. She didn’t need to know what he did.
“I’ve got a job to do, and a kid, he or she, doesn’t need to grow up with a father on a mission to make this world safer.”
There was silence and he watched her as she lifted her head and looked at him.
“You’re talking about Sergey Golubev,” she said.
“Yes.”
