Again he didn’t speak.
“Why? What are you thinking?”
“As an officer of the law, I think they’re breaking it.”
“Leave them be…I don’t want to get involved with them again.” I shuddered. “Imagine if they found out I’d spoken unfavorably about them, and they tried to drag me back? Keep me prisoner, pregnant with goodness only knows whose kid. No. I like distance and silence when it comes to The Way Forward.” I stared into his eyes. “It’s important for my sanity. And it’s not my responsibility or job to stop Nigel Strand.”
“I get you.”
“Do you?”
“Yeah, sure. You need them to stay out of your life.”
“I do.”
“So I’m starting to understand,” he said. “About the sex thing, you were taught it wasn’t for pleasure it was for reproduction and it was forced on women.”
I nodded.
“And that’s fucked you up when it comes to having an orgasm.”
I felt my cheeks flush. “I can orgasm just…not with a guy.”
“A woman?”
“No! I mean with my vibe, on my own.” The heat in my face intensified. “So it’s just easier, to say I have when I haven’t…”
“Means the guys leave, right?” His eyebrows pulled together, a jealous darkness passing over his irises.
“I suppose.”
“But not me, not your new daddy.”
“Not you.”
He stroked the back of his finger down my cheek. “We’re going to fix that, okay? I said I’d give you everything you need and I will, including orgasms.”
“I’m not sure if you can—”
“Don’t doubt me, because if there’s one thing you should know about me is that I’m really fucking determined.” He lifted his head and swept his lips over mine. “We will fix this, I promise. Before you know it you’ll be screaming your way through multiple orgasms and forgotten what damn planet you live on.”
“I like the sound of that.” I smiled, but it was difficult to believe him. My hang-ups about sex had started young and were deep-rooted, not to mention the goal ofmultipleorgasms was highly ambitious. But I was willing to let the handsome, intriguing guy in my bed have a shot at it.
What did I have to lose?
* * * *
Mitch
“I’ve got to go.” I looked down at Amy who was stirring under the covers. “I’m sorry, something’s come up.”
“It has?” She yawned and stretched. “This early?”
The cuteness of her all sleepy and warm nearly had me messaging Andrew and telling him they’d have to go without me.
But then I remembered the information from The Convicts. It was a great lead, that I’d got, and I wanted to be there to follow through with it.
“Yeah, and I’m on shift later,” I said. “So I’ll catch you soon.”
