And Pip knows it.
“I’m not an idiot, so please don’t treat me like one. You and Maverick have had a thing since the moment he showed up in your life.”
I turn to him, his features smudging into a blur as I try not to get more worked up about this than I already am. “A thing?”
“Yes. A thing. An energy. A vibe. You know, like how in the movies when they go in for a close-up and the music changes, and you can just tell there’s an attraction between whoever it is. You guys have that in real life.”
“We do not,” I protest weakly.
“Why are you so anti this? You’re your own worst enemy sometimes. You realize that, don’t you?”
I turn away and slam my hand against the bench. “Fuck.”
“What is it? What’s going on?” Pip pleads. “Talk to me, Jackson.”
I take a second to calm my anger. Okay, if Pip doesn’t want bullshit, then I’m going to give him the bullshit-free truth. “I had a really good time with him.”
“Just for the record, most people wouldn’t look and sound so tortured saying that. And if you had such a good time with him, isn’t that all the more reason to tell him about your condition?”
I drop my hands into my lap and sigh. “I know I should have told him. I felt like an absolute monster, staring at him while we’re lying in bed after sharing an amazing night, and lying to his face. I didn’t want to do it, but…I’m being selfish.”
“Selfish?”
I release a long, steady breath and sag into the bench some more until I become practically one with it. “I am downplaying the weekend. It was one of the best times I’ve ever had. I was forced to see the real him, not the asshole I was desperately trying to make him out to be. We opened up. We talked. We laughed. We ate so much junk food.”
“Don’t forget the mind-blowing sex.”
“Oh. I won’t. Don’t you worry about that.”
The blowjob in the rain was wild and fun, but the way he fucked me in the cottage after running me a bath to warm me up is something I won’t forget for as long as I live.
At first, I was uncomfortable. The lighting in the room was too dark, and I was worried I wouldn’t be able to see what we were doing. That I’d trip or fall over or bump into something and struggle to explain why I did.
But thankfully, he didn’t go all crazy and experimental with sex positions. We stayed in just the one, and it was…perfect. What I could make out of his face as he came will be imprinted in my mind until the day I leave this earth.
And the way his giant cock filled me up? I’ve never felt anything better in my life.
Full.
Complete.
Happy.
All because of him.
“Feel free to fill in your sexless bestie onallthe juicy details anytime you like,” Pip prods.
I smile and shake my head. “That won’t be happening.”
“I know, but it was worth a shot.”
A woodpecker drills into the oak tree above us, the sound distracting me from my guilt for a few seconds.
“I hate lying.”
“I know you do. That’s why I’m surprised you did it.”
“I wanted to tell him.”
