vibrator. None of her other boyfriends had cared enough to turn her on, or to make sure
she came when they didn’t.
She and Gage definitely shared some natural chemistry. Perhaps that’s what soothed
a lot of her awkwardness, an inherent need to cling to someone who turned her on? But
he’d been so generous. She could almost imagine a lifetime of great sex, of coming home
to a man who would do the dishes and give her bliss without asking for anything in
return. But what would happen when the sex faded?
She stopped the shower and stood, dripping wet, afraid of the answer.
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Gage stared arrogantly at his brothers sitting around their mother’s kitchen island
wearing shit-eating grins. “That’s two weeks now, my friends. Pay up.”
Derrick groaned and handed over a twenty, while Dylan merely shook his head.
“Betting on your relationship? That’s both immature and beneath you.”
When Gage merely raised an eyebrow in Dylan’s direction, his brother cursed under
his breath.
“Here,” Dylan barked, handing over his money. “But I still think you should let us be
the judge of her. You say it’s been two weeks, but what have you done with her besides,”
he paused, looking over his shoulder, “screwing?”
Gage frowned. “We’ve been to the movies, hung out at the bookstore, rented videos.
I don’t know. We do other things besides fuck.” He too quieted as he looked around the
kitchen. “Where’s Mom?”
“She had to run out to the grocery store. Said we’re eating her out of house and home
again.”
Gage glanced at his money and sighed, placing the twenties under the island
centerpiece.
“Good boy,” Derrick said with approval. “Now tell us again how staying in every
night doesn’t imply fucking.”
