I’m not sleeping with Valaria. I never have. Never will.
“Why not? She’s pretty.”
I want to ask what kind of question that is. But I choose honesty over dancing around the truth.
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Because she isn’t who I want.
“Who do you want?”
Shaking my head, I know I can’t tell her.
“Tell me.” Her hand slows its movements on my sweats, spreading across my thigh.
It’s so close to my cock—now throbbing more than my head.
My throat bobs, and my tongue peeks out to wet my drying lips.
Dollie’s eyes move there, lingering a second too long for me to fight every feeling that has tormented me since I was a teenager.
I shouldn’t be touching her.
I should leave the room and get some air, but there’s a pull that’s just too hard to fight as her touch moves a fraction higher on my leg.
Taking a risk, a feathering touch lands on her jaw, her skin is soft.
It’s too much.
I want her too much.
My fingers move, aching to touch more of her as my other hand spreads through the thickness of her hair. I edge forward, and she doesn’t move. Doesn’t protest as I pull her up onto my lap. Her hands slide up my chest, but she doesn’t push me away, nor does she pull me closer.
She just stares at me, something in her eyes that looks like secret longing, staring back at me.
I recognize it too well.
Our mouths are near, only a breath apart. Our bodies pressing together when I come to my senses and attempt to pull away. Dollie moves with me, and we fall back against the sofa, her body still draped over mine.
She can feel me. Every. Inch.
Trying to guide her away is an impossibility.
Staring into my eyes, she says, “I have another question,” she says with a husky tone to her voice.
I know a cough is coming any second.
She turns away from me, coughing into her elbow. “Sorry if you catch more germs.”
I flash her an imperfect smile, letting her know I don’t even care. I’d take them all, if I could just face my fears and admit what I want.
I need to be braver, like Dollie.
My insides warm up because whatever fear she felt between us only a few weeks ago has completely melted away. She proves that, dragging my face back to face hers.
This is why we’re better.
Better than anything she can have withhim.
