That’s why I feel this in my bones. Because everything should be right. We’re good together. We’re happy together. He wants to love me. He just can’t.
“No.” Dean’s voice goes dead serious. “He talked her out of her cold feet then told her to get lost. But, fuck, maybe he should have led with that. It’s like he’s trying to lose you.”
My shoulders soften. “They didn’t have sex?”
“Fuck no. He kicked her to the curb.”
“Does it actually say that?”
“Ryan isn’t smooth. You have to let me translate.”
My chest warms. “He really isn’t.” But the warmth hurts. I’m staring at a bright, shiny memory of what I used to have.
I want it so badly.
But I can’t have it.
“You like that?” Dean asks.
“Yeah. He’s honest. He doesn’t try to charm me the way you do.”
Dean adopts his mega-watt smile. He shoots me an I know you want to fuck me look. “Charm is enjoyable for the charmed as much as the charmer.”
“Is that right?” I know Dean well enough to know he’s full of shit, but his smile is chipping away at the ice around my heart. It feels good, being the center of his attention, letting his radiance light up my sky.
It needs it.
The decorations are all bright, tropical hues, but they feel ugly and grey.
“You don’t laugh at my jokes?” Dean teases.
“I’m not in the mood.”
“‘Cause you’re cock hungry.”
I can’t help but laugh. He’s right. The ache between my legs is not helping matters any.
My body is still singing for Ryan’s.
My thoughts are still turning to his eyes, his hands, his lips, his cock.
Fuck, I want him pinning me against the wall.
I want him whispering come for me, baby in my ear.
I want him splitting me in half.
“Really fucking cock hungry.” He shakes his head. “If you weren’t Ryan’s main squeeze, I’d drag you to the bathroom to satisfy you.”
I laugh so hard I double over. Okay, his stupidity is helping. I almost feel normal.
The phone buzzes. I felt it. “Fuck.” Dean’s eyes bug out of his head.
It’s bad. It has to be bad. “Let me see that.”
“No. I’ll read it.” His voice is steady. Reassuring. Completely unlike Dean. “There’s no way he felt her. I saw him leave looking for you.”
“And?”