That’s not to say I’m not a fan of men, or of them trying to protect us. Just that they don’t always know best, even if they think they do. Give them something to think about, just like Ada does!
Excerpt from Better vs. Worse
“Holy shit,” she finally said. “That was unbelievable.”
I nodded against her neck knowing no words would do it justice. Would do her justice.
“We might need to try that again one day.”
And just like that, the barriers I put up around myself snapped back into place. I couldn’t plan for more sex with Ada. She was one of those women I’d never have. The most important one. She defined out of reach.
“This, whatever this is, we’re not starting something,” I said, regretting the harsh tone of my voice.
But she laughed. She extricated herself from my embrace and looked back at me with amusement in her eyes. “Of course not. I told you I’m going to have fun. I’m enjoying sex. You didn’t think you were the only one I was with, did you?”
The casual dismissal of what just happened between us stuck in my chest like a barb. I deserved it, and I knew it, but it still fucking hurt.
“Of course. It’s fine. Whatever. We’re not in a relationship. That’s all I meant.”
She nodded and stood, her sexy body pulling my gaze. Every inch of her demanded my attention, holding it until she blocked my view with clothes.
What the fuck?
“Are you leaving?”
She smiled and pulled her shirt over her head. “Uh, yeah. I’m not going to stay here. We slept together. We aren’t in a relationship. You just said that.”
“But last time…”
“Last time I was drunk. I haven’t had anything to drink.”
“You tasted like wine when you got here,” I accused.
She smiled. “I had one glass at dinner. Hours ago. There’s no reason for me to stay, Kapena. Unless you can think of one.”
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