Page 145 of He's Not My Type


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“That part of our intimacy was true,” I say, wanting to make that clear. “It’s the after and between I wasn’t proud of.”

“Oh.” She bites her lower lip. “So . . . all of the command in the bed, all of the ways you twisted me and fucked me, that was real?”

The corners of my lips tilt up. “Yes, Blakely, that was real.”

She glances away before saying, “Well, good to know.”

I chuckle and lean down, pressing a kiss to her neck, and then work my way up to her jawline. “You good with that?”

“Very good with that.” She shifts under me and wraps her arms around my neck. I lift my head and press my lips to hers. She parts her lips and swipes at my mouth with her tongue.

I groan against her. “Blakely.”

“Hmm?” she asks.

“Slow, remember?”

“Yes, I remember. Slow sex, I’m all for it.”

I laugh and pull away. “Not slow sex, slow pace with intimacy.”

“Coming from the guy who told me to use him like a sex toy.”

Laughing some more, I flip her to her side and pull her into my chest. “I can’t be held accountable for what I say when you ride me.”

“If you were, I’m pretty sure you’d be arrested from that filthy mouth.”

I nuzzle into her. “You like it.”

“I do,” she says softly while holding on to my arm that’s holding her.

I kiss her ear and situate my head next to hers. “I’m glad you texted me and that you’re staying here, Blakely. I like you a lot, and I want to prove to you that I’m serious about dating you. Worth your time.”You mean everything to me.

She’s silent for a second. “From the first day I met you, Halsey, I knew deep in my soul you were worth my time.”

Posey:Listen, I’m starting to get nervous. You’ve sunk back into old habits of not talking, and I don’t want to lose you to books again.

Pacey:I’m leaning toward feeling nervous about it as well. I know the new job isn’t what you were expecting, but dude, we can figure something out.

OC:I don’t have much to contribute other than I’m here for you.

Eli:Is this a new text thread? Has Penny been removed?

Silas:Do you want to get together tonight? We can figure something out, come up with a new plan.

Halsey:Can’t tonight. I have a date.

Posey:Lord, fucking help me. Are you going out with someone random? I swear to God, Holmes, I can’t take this shit.

Silas:He wouldn’t do that.

Posey:Oh really? Because I’ve seen him do it. You were too busy with Ollie when he started feeding his yearning with random women at bars.

Pacey:Yeah, I remember that. It was Ollie’s birthday, right?

Posey:It was a disaster. I can’t go through that again.

Silas:Oh yeah, I recall something like that.