Carpool by Noelle Adams

Author:Noelle Adams
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small town romance, rivals to lovers
Publisher: Noelle Adams
Published: 2019-07-16T16:00:00+00:00

THE DRIVE TO AND FROM work that Friday is like normal.

Exactly like normal.

Marcus is relaxed and friendly, occasionally teasing me and occasionally asking real questions. I respond to him in my usual way, and nothing seems to be changed between us.

We had sex last night. Really good sex.

And evidently Marcus has forgotten it now that the night is over.

It’s fine. He told me I could let him know if I want to have sex again, and that seems a safe, reasonable place to leave it.

I do want to have sex with him again. I think about it all day at work. I think about it during the drive home. And I think about it as he pulls up the driveway to my grandmother’s little house to let me out.

But I simply can’t bring myself to come out and ask for sex directly like that. I know there wouldn’t be anything wrong with it, but it doesn’t feel like me. It would make me feel needy and a little embarrassed. I know I let down inhibitions last night, but they’re back up again now, and there are limits to how much I’ll let myself be vulnerable.

That’s too much. Too vulnerable. I simply can’t do it, even though I really want Marcus in my bed again tonight.

Instead, we say a friendly farewell, and he drives away.

The weekend passes, and I think about having sex with Marcus a lot.

Monday comes, and I’m still thinking about it.

The rest of the week goes by—slowly, dragging in that way days do when there’s nothing exciting on the horizon—and Marcus acts like nothing in the world has happened between us.

It’s strange. Unnerving.

Surely he’d at least mention it if it was on his mind at all.

Surely he wants to do it again. He certainly seemed to enjoy it while it was happening.

Maybe he always enjoys sex. Maybe what we did—as heart-stopping as it felt to me—wasn’t special enough for him to make an effort toward a second act.

It’s a depressing thought, and I feel blah and heavy as we drive home on Friday evening.

It’s been more than a week now. I still stay awake far too long at night, daydreaming about Marcus kissing me, touching me, moving inside me. I daydream so much that I’ve had to use my vibrator every single day.

It’s not enough.

I don’t just want an orgasm.

I want him in bed with me.

Maybe my mood is spreading, because Marcus is kind of grumpy. I’ve made several attempts at conversation on the ride home, trying to make myself feel like normal again. It takes a real effort on my part because I’m not in the mood for talking, but I feel like I’m obliged to make the attempt. He’s almost never grumpy, so I’m surprised when I ask another question and he just grumbles out a nonanswer.

I look at him in surprise. “I asked if your dad’s knee is any better,” I say, my tone a little less intentionally friendly.

“And I said it was okay.”

My mouth drops open as I stare at him in astonishment.

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