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I grudgingly put a few more inches betweenus.
Rena scans the row of books. “I realized something when I was doing research for this client Kendall and I have. It’s not about finding the perfect match. It’s about thinking that wehave.”
“I don’tfollow.”
“It’s a matter of perspective. For someone with a problem, ASMR has layers. It doesn’t matter that it’s a comb. The comfort we get from that is disproportionate to what it actually is.” I blink at her, and I’m about to blame my denseness on the distracted new reality I’m living in until she continues. “You’re not offering nine alleles, Wes. You’re offering security. Confidence. Relief for people who’ve been looking for so long they’re starting to think there’s no one on the planet for them. This work can tell them thereis.
“‘I deal in human fulfillment,’” she says, and I shake myhead.
“Is that areference?”
Her eyes flash. “You’ve never seenRisky Business?With the famous scene where Tom Cruise dances in a button-down and sunglasses?” I raise a brow. “This straight arrow kid hires a beautiful prostitute and falls forher.”
She laughs as if it’sludicrous.
But the idea hits a little too close tohome.
Not the prostitute part. The part about sex leading tofeelings.
Needing a distraction, I reach for a book atrandom.
Finding Intimacy ThroughSex.
That’s not better atall.
When I look up from the book, her gaze is heavy on mine. “You told me sex means something toyou.”
I’m not used to hiding what I’m feeling with her, but something has me guarded. “I’ve always been about intellectual relationships. I tend to downplay the physical side. But when I’m with a woman like that, itmatters.”
“Why.”
I lower the book, rubbing a hand over my jaw—which I forgot to shave this morning in my hurry to get to work. “Because it means I’ve already looked around inside her head and I still wantmore.”
“So, it’s more about what sex means to you than how it feels. In themoment.”
“Ah, it feels good in the moment too. It felt really fucking good in themoment.”
The way her cheeks flush is satisfying in a way words couldn’tbe.
Last night had the urgency you’d expect from weeks of pent-up sexual frustration. But it also had the familiarity of someone I’d slept with dozens oftimes.
She’s gorgeous. I’ve always known that. But it wasn’t about her body or the way she fit against me, around me. It was her confidence, the way she seemed to get off on me getting off. And I sure as hell got off on making herhappy.
Even if now all I can think about is taking the long road to getthere.
Making her pant and moan and beg on theway.
“So, it wasn’t another mistake for you,” she says, but it’s aquestion.
“No. Not amistake.”
She smiles so genuinely it stops my fuckingheart.
I slide the book back, and she reaches for one.The Definitive Couples’ Guide to SexualAdventure.
She flips through it, stopping on a page with ideas of where to havesex.
“How about that book?” I ask, my voice lower than it was a secondago.
