Time didn’t stand still. Nor did this feeling. Little by little, the harsh, cold taste of reality flooded Gina.
She had just had sex with her roommate. The same person she’d spent a great deal of time not liking. This was a big mistake.
At least they used a condom.
She had to get away from him. “Er, Jared,” she said.
“I’ll move in a minute.”
“This was … a mistake. You need to … we need to…” She had to put some kind of distance between them.
What the hell had she done? She was just another woman in a long line who’d given in to Jared.
This was … holy crap, what had she done?
****
The following morning, Jared made sure to get up early and set the coffee pot to percolating. The scent was nice and sweet as it filled the apartment.
He was dressed and ready for work, but he didn’t need to leave.
Last night, Gina had tried not to have a panic attack, and he had to do some serious damage control with his bestie. Not the best way to finish a pretty decent round of sex.
He’d been thinking about it all night.
Gina thought it was a big mistake. He didn’t.
It was the first thing they’d gotten right in years. Gina’s pussy was made for him, and well, his dick was made for her.
She wanted to follow rules and boundaries, as well as chores, and he had a few conditions.
His memory of Gina had taught him well.
He watched as she attempted to sneak out of her bedroom. Some things never changed.
Jared cleared his throat, and Gina tensed up, looking at him quickly.
“You cannot pretend to not have seen or heard me, Gina. That’s not going to cut it. You’re going to have to come and enjoy a cup of coffee with me.”
“I’ve got to get to work.”
“Not for another two hours, you don’t.” He clucked his tongue and poured her a coffee, being sure to leave out the sugar. Gina hadn’t ever liked sweet coffee.
With their cups in hand, he led them to their small dining room table.
He slid the coffee to Gina, who immediately put it on a coaster. Always so neat and efficient.
“Hand me the book of chores and rules,” he said.
“How do you know…?”
“That you already have a whole list down for me to do? I know you, Gina. I’ve known you for a long time.”
“Oh, please, you don’t know everything about me.”
“True, but you are a fundamental notetaker. It doesn’t matter what it is, it’s why your biggest purchases are notebooks, of all different sizes, from big to small.” He winked at her, and her response was to shoot him a glare.
He chuckled.
Opening the tab, he found his chores, and he wasn’t wrong.
Gina had everything scheduled out. From taking out the trash, to laundry, to cleaning duties. They were on a two-week rotation, and he didn’t see a single problem with anything.
She was fair. That was his Gina.
He smiled and put his pen down. “I have a few … requests.”
“Okay, well, if there are any changes or chores you don’t want to do, or your schedule doesn’t quite accommodate—”
“I want to fuck,” he said, simply and matter of fact.
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“Yeah, I heard you, but what does that have to do with our schedule and chores? You can go and get any woman to … meet your needs.”
“And after last night, I already found my woman.”
“Jared, last night was a mistake.”
“Wrong. It wasn’t a mistake. Coming that hard, the only upsetting part about it was using the condom and I didn’t get to feel your sweet cunt wrapped around my dick.”
“I am not talking about this,” she said.
She tried to reach for her notebook, and he pulled it away from her. “We are talking about this, and I have all of my terms now.” He knew how important this book was to her. “So, let’s see, I want Gina’s pussy on a regular basis. I would say once a night. I understand that you will also have that time of the month that all women go through.” He flicked through the book and smiled. “Ah, here it is. I will make a note and be sure to bring home ice cream and snuggles. I’ll even rub your stomach for you.” He smiled at her.
“Jared, this is crazy,” she said.
“No, what is crazy is how amazing we were together last night, and I let you go.” He shook his head. “So, I think if I get your pussy, you get my dick.” He smiled. “And I would say, so long as neither of us has any complaints, this can be an agreement for some time.” He grabbed her pen and clicked it. “What do you say? Is once a day enough?”
“This is … I can’t … damn it, Jared, give me back my notebook.”