“Next thing you know, you’re going to say my body is a wonderland,” I tease.
He shakes his head. “I know you deal with emotions in a standoffish, jokey way,” he says seriously. “But I want you to know that?—”
I press my fingers to his lips. “You don’t have to say anything to make this more than sex.”
“I’m not trying to do anything,” he scowls. “I’m just being honest with my feelings.”
“We just had sex, Jack. Sex. You don’t have to do the things guys do after sex to make a woman feel like she wasn’t used. I don’t feel used. I wanted this too.” He grabs my fingers and pulls me toward him.
“I’m starting to think you just want me for sex.”
“Oh, really? And why is that?”
“Because you’re a seductress.”
“And what? You were just the shy man who couldn’t resist sexy me?” I lick my lips slowly. “Do I have that much power over you?”
He laughs. “No. I think it was serendipity.”
“You don’t seem like the type to believe in serendipity.”
“Maybe I’ve changed. Maybe there’s a woman who made me believe in things I never believed in before.”
My heart races, but I don’t want to take him seriously. Men say things they don’t mean after sex. This meant something to me, but I wasn’t going to say that. The doorbell rings then and we both sit up.
“Are you expecting someone?” I poke him. “Don’t tell me Raquel or Lisa?—”
He frowns. “I don’t know how anyone got past the doorman.” He checks his phone and speaks into an app. “Who is it?”
“Hey, bro, it’s me. It’s Zac.”
“No way.” I gasp as I stare at our naked bodies. “Do not bring him in here.”
I wrap myself in a sheet and dive into the closet as a laughing Jack gets up and pulls on his boxers.
“You’re seriously hiding in the closet?” He heads toward the door.
“Yes. Now get him sent home quickly.” I close the closet door and wait. After a few moments, I hear voices coming closer to me and I groan.
“I need Katherine’s number,” Zac is saying and I still. “I need to talk to her.”
My stomach drops at his words. What?
“Listen to me, Zac,” Jack says. “You and Katherine are never getting together.”
“But I need her. I want her. I want to?—”
“You should be happy that I’m not giving you her number. She’s a gold digger.” Jack’s voice is loud and all I can feel is angerat his comments. Oh hell no! I step out of the closet and hold the loosening sheet to me.
“What did you just say?” I scream. Jack winks at me as he comes to me side.
“You’ve been fucking my girl?” Zac yells, his eyes staring at both of us furiously.
“She’s not your girl. She’s my girl.”
“I’m not your girl,” I snap at Jack.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Zac pushes Jack.
