Page 23 of The Problem with Playboys

“What if it was both?”

“I really don’t think that’s a good idea, especially after that text exchange this morning. And it still brings me back to my original point. My mother would disown me if she knew what happened with you and me. I think we’ll both save ourselves a lot of heartache if we chalk this up to what it was.”

“Which is what?”

“Exactly whatyoucalled it. Just sex.”

Parker hated himself a little for saying those things. “Right.”

“As far as I’m concerned, we both need to move on. Walk in opposite directions as soon as we’re back in the city and keep it that way.”

Parker wasn’t about to accept defeat so easily. “I don’t know, Chloe. You and I run in similar circles. We’re bound to bump into each other at one point or another.”

“We hadn’t run into each other before that day I went out to your dad’s house on Long Island. I think I can manage to keep my distance.”

“Why are you so dead set on closing the door on this? Real life isn’t so cut-and-dried, Chloe. It’s not all black-and-white. You need to make room for the shades of gray.”

“Can’t I choose to make my life as cut-and-dried as I want to?”

“Are you saying I can’t call you?”

She pulled on her lower lip. He was relentless and she had so little self-control when it came to him. “Let’s just say I’ll call you.”