I sigh and reach for a nearby pillow to cover myself. “Why do I get the feeling we’re not going to have sex right now?”
Aaron moves until we’re sitting side-by-side on the bed. He places his hand on my knee, stroking my inner thigh with his thumb. My lady flame is sputtering about this slowing down nonsense and wondering when we’re getting back to the sizzling Sexy Times.
I tell her to shut her cakehole and be patient. We’ll get there. I saw how he reacted to my naked self. There’s no way I’m getting out of here without getting a littlesomething-something. I may have to ovary up and instigate it myself.
But first, we listen.
“I kick myself all the time,” Aaron starts.
I smirk. “Is that how you keep your ass so firm?”
“I’m being serious here.”
“Me too. I don’t think you’re getting that tight backside with squats and burpees. There has to be something more to it.”
A hint of a smile forms on his face. Jackpot!
“I regret a lot of things in my life, Camellia,” Aaron begins.
“Sex in a closet?”
“Yes. That’s one of them.”
Motherfucker.If that isn’t a giant kick in the uterus. Aaron correctly reads the expression on my face and holds up a hand to stop me from leaving.
“I don’t regret being with you, onlywherewe did it,” Aaron clarifies.
I narrow my eyes at him but settle back on the bed.
“I was so desperate to be with you, even after I heard you got engaged to Owen,” Aaron continues. “But I couldn’t do that to him.”
“Wait. What are you talking about?”
“You were engaged. To Owen.”
“No, I wasn’t. Who told you that?” The expression on his face tells me everything I need to know. “Goddamn motherfucker. Cockblocking me even now.”
Aaron’s eyes go wide.
I hop off the bed and begin pacing. “That jackass might as well have pissed on me like a fire hydrant. He told you we were engaged? We weren’t. Not even close. At least, not at the time we got together. But after you rejected me, and I left for Alaska, he followed and wore me down.”
Aaron is up off the bed in a fit of fury. “I rejected you? You rejected me!”
“How the hell did I do that?” I yell. “You’re the one who immediately went out and got engaged to Sabine! Now, I understand why!”
“Why?”
“Because you were fucking us both, and she got pregnant first!”
Aaron steps back as if I slapped him. “First?”
My gut churns.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I wave him off. “An expression! Don’t change the subject. Did you even take a shower before you went off to fuck her, or did you still have my cum on your dick?”
“I can’t even talk to you when you’re crazy like this!” Aaron shouts and heads toward what I assume is a bathroom.
I race around the room, grabbing my clothes and getting dressed in a hurry. “There was a time you liked my brand of crazy. But that wasn’trefinedenough for you. So, you went out and traded up. Well, good for you! I’m so fucking glad you got everything you wanted. I’m so fucking glad your life had so many fuckingflowersin it!”
I grab my phone and order a rideshare on my way to the front door. Thankfully, one was nearby and pulls up to the sidewalk.
I slam my way outside and out of Aaron’s life.
