Addicted to Love by Deborah Cooke

Author:Deborah Cooke [Cooke, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-988479-13-2
Publisher: Deborah A. Cooke

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Once again, Lor surprised him.

Kyle was starting to wonder if he’d ever be able to fully anticipate her. She’d liked the domination more than he’d expected. He’d untied her and they’d done it again in the shower, then she claimed that old denim shirt and they investigated the take-out. It had cooled off a bit, but they warmed it up in the microwave before sitting down to eat by candlelight.

The golden light made her look mysterious as well as beautiful. Kyle could have looked at her all night long. He was chasing a noodle with his chopsticks, wondering how he’d get her to stop calling and knowing he didn’t want to force it, when she put down her own chopsticks.

“So, who gets to keep the shirt?” she asked.

Kyle looked up. “What shirt?”

“This shirt. You obviously haven’t been wearing it and I like it. Can I take it home?”

He sat back, surprised and unhappy with the suggestion. “Why can’t it stay here?”

“Because this is it, Kyle. You know it and I know it. Three times is a lot more than I expected when I called you last Wednesday, but now it’s time to move on.”

“And you’re going to take my shirt.” He managed to sound affronted, but the idea of not having it around bothered him more than he knew it should.

“A souvenir of three perfect encounters.”

“Four,” he corrected.

“Four,” she agreed. “Of course.” She stood up and started to clear the dishes.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“You look annoyed,” she said. “I thought I’d let you brood alone. Isn’t that what nineteenth-century romantic poets did?”

Kyle ignored that. “I’m not annoyed.”

“You just haven’t exhausted your store of games so you want to keep playing.” Lauren shook her head. “But that’s just it, Kyle. If you need to freshen things up with me to make it new by playing games, then it’s over for you, too. I know you like the variety of lots of women and I’ve enjoyed these nights. But ultimately, I need more than a physical connection.”

“I know that.”

She paused to look at him. “You knew it all along, but you let me come here.”

He shrugged. “Of course. I know you need something I can’t give. Glad to have helped in the interim.”

“You don’t look glad.”

“Well, I am.” He forced a smile and stood, taking the empty plates out of her hands. “Keep the shirt if you like. Do you want me to call you a cab?”

She stared at him and he had to turn away from the vulnerability in her gaze. She was turning him inside out. What did she expect? That she could say she was leaving and he would pledge to be someone he could never be? He nearly broke a dish on the lip of the sink in his agitation. He wished she would just go.

He also wished she would stay.

She had a talent for tangling him up inside, that was for sure.

He began to stack up the empty take-out boxes.

“I can get my own cab, thanks,” she said coolly, then left the kitchen.

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