want his life to taint hers. But on the other hand, imagining himself as her lover had an appeal he couldn’t deny.
“They’ve got us sleeping together already? Jeez, I’ve never even been in your house.”
“I’ve been in yours.”
True, but she hadn’t been anywhere near his bed. Or near his body. He met her gaze, wishing she found a little humor in this. Something, anything to ease the tension. And the tightness beneath his zipper.
“I’m sorry, Jenny.”
“It isn’t your fault.”
Maybe not, but his arousal made him feel guilty as hell. “I think we should have a talk. I should probably tell you about my past. You know, since you’re stuck with the stigma of being my supposed lover.”
She twisted a strand of her hair. Stray locks spilled from the topknot pinned haphazardly on her head, giving her a tousled, just-out-of-bed quality.
“Are you going to tell me about those two girls?”
He nodded.
“Did you actually kiss both of them?”
“Yes.”
Her cheeks colored, and he figured her face would be flaming like a flamingo by the time he got to the sex part.
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