Page 122 of The Romcom Writer


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Admittedly, my timing for that wasn’t the best. It’d only occurred to me to raise the matter when the tip of my cock was rubbing against her pussy. And I didn’t know about Sarah, but at that point my thoughts weren’t being controlled by the head on my shoulders, so I wasn’t thinking clearly.

‘Sure.’ Theo’s tone was laced with sarcasm. ‘Bet it was supposed to be awhat happens in Spain stays in Spainsituation too, yet there Sarah was creeping out of your flat this morning.’

The bastard had a point.

That was my fault.

I shouldn’t have invited her to come over. Worse still, I shouldn’t have offered to cook for her. That was relationship-level shit.

And the cherry on top was me bloody suggesting that I’d take her to Madrid.

What the hell was wrong with me?

The only explanation I could think of was that I went all doe-eyed because Sarah had said she thought I was a decent guy.

Pathetic, I know.

In my defence, whenever women said anything nice about me, it was usually related to how I looked or how good I was in bed, so hearing that Sarah thought there was more to me than just my ability to make her come was refreshing.

But even after I’d said that shit about cooking dinner, I genuinely had no intention of us sleeping together again. I invited her over because I enjoyed her company.

To be honest, I didn’t even remember how it happened.

One minute we were talking and the next we had our tongues down each other’s throats, then mine accidentally slipped between her thighs. After I’d made her come, she’d offered to return the favour and my dick ended up in her mouth.

And Jesus Christ, did Sarah blow me like a champ.

I nearly lost my mind when she wrapped those lips around me and licked and sucked like I was her favourite lollipop.

So of course after that we ended up fucking once.

Then again.

No one was more surprised than me when I woke up and realised we were actuallycuddling. Our arms were wrapped around each other like we were a fucking couple.

I’ll admit, it felt nice, but I couldn’t go there.

It was just sex.

Great sex.

The best I’d ever had.

But it couldneverhappen again.

‘It’s all done now,’ I insisted. ‘From this moment on, my focus will be entirely on getting these projects finished. I was just horny, we were getting on well, we both wanted it, but now it’s out of our systems, we can just go back to normal.’

Theo laughed like I’d just told the funniest joke ever.

‘That’s hilarious!’ He clutched his stomach. ‘Wait until I tell Jess what you just said. Classic case of delusion!’

‘Fuck off,’ I said.

‘It’s okay, bro.’ He slapped my back playfully. ‘I’m going to use your misconceptions to my advantage. I think I’ll suggest to Jess that we run a wager on this. Because, deny it all you want, but it’s not a question ofifyou and Sarah will sleep together again. It’s a question of when.’

I wanted to continue my denial and insist he was wrong, but it’d only been a couple of hours since Sarah had left my bed and I was already craving my next fix.

Shit.