Playing (Inked Hearts 2)
"So I'm convenient?"
"No. You're sexy. And different." His eyes pass over me slowly. "Most girls trip over themselves trying to impress me. You don't."
"That's all it takes to win you over?"
He shrugs. "We could be fuck buddies."
"Monogamous?"
He nods.
"But you sleep with a different girl every night."
"Only most nights." He shifts, pressing his hips against me again. "I don't play games, Meg. If you're not interested, tell me."
"No, I am. But I…" My eyes go to the floor. "I haven't ever done it before."
He runs his fingers through my hair. "We can take it slow."
"No. I want to do it."
He chuckles. "You're eager."
"You're hard."
"Accurate." He cups my hip with his palm. "Let me lead. I'll walk you through this."
"Okay." I suck in a deep breath.
It seems impossible, but I'm about to have sex with Miles.
This is happening.
I unlock the door and push it open. "Come in."
Miles locks the door and presses his back against it. His eyes pass over me, undressing me.
Heat collects between my legs. I need to cool down. I need to make sure we're on the same page about this friends-with-benefits thing.
I go to the sink and pour two glasses of water.
Miles is standing next to the bed. Not that there's anywhere else to stand. I hand one glass to him and sip the other.
The lukewarm beverage does nothing to temper the heat racing through me.
Deep breath. I can do this. "I have terms. I'm sure you do too."
He nods. "Shoot."
"I want total honesty. No secrets. No lies. No deception at all."
He takes a long sip. "I don't want you getting the wrong idea here. This isn't going to turn into some boyfriend/girlfriend relationship."
"Good. I don't want a boyfriend. During the week, I barely have time to study. And…" I'm not telling him about Rosie. Not right now. "I don't want that kind of connection to someone." I don't want to trust anyone enough they lead me astray.
He sets his glass of water down and moves closer. His fingertips skim my shoulders. "You seem like a nice girl."
"No, I don't."