I bit my lip. “I’m going home. There’s no point in starting something we can’t finish.”
“When do you go home?”
“About a month. As soon as the movie’s done.”
“So, let’s have some fun for ‘about a month,’” he said.
“Are you okay with being exclusive for a month? I don’t really like to share.” Jesus, I was seriously bold with this man. I had never said anything like this to anyone, let alone a man I was interested in.
He grinned. “Yeah, baby, I’m good with being exclusive.”
“How many women are going to be upset by that?”
“Oh, all of them,” he said.
I bit back a wave of jealousy and dropped my head back on his chest. “Right. Of course.”
His body shook as he chuckled. “And by all of them, I mean, none.”
“Oh,” I whispered, and Jaxon rolled me onto my back, hovering above me.
“Haven’t fucked anyone in over a year.”
“How come?” I blurted.
“Haven’t found anyone I was interested in.” He smiled. “Until you.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously.” He kissed me, then ran his nose against mine. “What about you?”
“I’m practically a monk.”
“You on the pill?”
“Yes. I have bad periods,” I said. “Not that you needed to know that.”
“I’ll get tested.”
“Why?”
“So we don’t have to use a condom.”
“Oh, right.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Makes sense.”
“Are you okay with that?”
“Yes.”
“You sure?”
I looked up at him. “Yes, why do you keep asking?”
“Because you got all stiff again, and not in a good way.”
I sighed. “Are you like this with every woman you sleep with?”
“What way?”
