Page 98 of Heartbreak & Cupcakes
I gave her a look communicating that I highly doubted that.
“They do,” she maintained. “Okay, so back to you getting dicked down. What’s happened since then?”
“I told you, he made it clear that it was just that night.”
“Did you sleep with him?”
I stared at her. I thought we’d already addressed the fact that I had.
“Sleep,” she clarified. “As in spend the night next to him in bed unconscious.”
“You make it sound so romantic.”
“It is, actually.”
She was right. It was. “Yes.”
“Did he ask you to, or did you just do it?”
“He asked. I tried to leave, but he asked me to stay.”
Charli leaned back in her chair and shook her head back and forth. “One night, my ass.”
I looked around again, just to make sure that there still wasn’t anyone in earshot. There wasn’t.
“No.” I reiterated. “He was serious. That was it.”
She leaned forward and lowered her voice so that it was barely audible. “He kisses you, goes down on you, then a week later he initiates having sex with you and asks you to sleep in his bed. That is not one and done behavior, my dear sweet, sweet Sadie.”
As much as I wished I shared Charli’s optimism, I did not. She hadn’t seen the look in his eyes. He’d meant it when he’d said that it could only be tonight. And now, I just had to deal with the aftermath of having the most intimate, mind-blowing, heightened sexual experience of my life with a man that I was pretty sure I’d fallen in love with the first day I’d seen him. And those feelings had only grown over the past three weeks.
Note to self:don’t agree to move in with men that you’re already half in love with. It doesn’t end well.
My phone buzzed and I pulled it out, hoping it would be from Alex. But it wasn’t. It was a message from my property management company telling me that the rebuild was ahead of schedule and I could have the keys on Monday morning.
Monday morning. That was in two days.
“What? What is it?” Charli asked.
“Um, the building is ready. I can go home.”
Charli’s hand covered my arm. “Are you okay?”
I forced myself to smile. “Yeah, of course. This was just temporary.”
I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince her or myself, but neither of us were buying it.
