Junkyard Dog by Katja Desjarlais

Author:Katja Desjarlais [Desjarlais, Katja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9781951190354
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2019-09-03T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Charlotte traced the defined lines of Alex’s chest with her fingers, marveling at the amount of heat he was still giving off despite the amped-up air conditioner blowing across them. “I’m not answering that.”

He rolled her onto her back and straddled her, his long hair falling forward. “Fair’s fair,” he stated, sitting back and running his hands up her body. “How many?”

“Hardly fair,” she complained. “‘More than I want to admit’ is not an answer.”

He looked down at her, closing one eye, then the other. “I honestly lost count. Is it more than five?”

“Yes.”

He frowned and sat up straighter. “More than ten?”

“Seven, including you,” she rattled off, her eyes narrowing as his jaw flexed. “You can’t seriously be annoyed, Mr. Lost Count,” she chastised.

He rolled his eyes and lay back down beside her, pulling the blanket around her shoulders. “That’s like, six more than I like to think about.”

Her post-sex panic over their lack of a condom had evolved into a discussion she wasn’t sure she wanted to continue. Between her birth control and Alex’s insistence he was infertile, the completely unsexy talk about STDs had started, with her nervousness over his extensive experience taking front and center stage.

“Next question,” he stated, folding his arms behind his head.

Thinking about the best way to ask, she pursed her lips. “The, um, tag-teaming thing. I googled it and…” She trailed off, not sure what she was asking or if she wanted to know.

He stared up at the ceiling, his brows knotted until he cleared his throat. “You could probably look up most things, and I’ve done it,” he said slowly. “Usually when Bo and I are in the same area, things get a little out of control since the opportunities just kind of present themselves and…” He paused, tilting his head and locking his eyes on a small flaw in the ceiling paint. “And there’s no way for me to continue talking without burying myself, so I’m going to shut up.”

She swatted him. “I get it. You’ve been there, done them all, got all the T-shirts.”

“Pretty much.”

“You’re such an ass,” she muttered, tossing up a wall to block the creeping feelings of jealousy from permeating the reality of their situation.

He glanced over at her. “Know what I haven’t done?”

She braced herself for an answer she definitely didn’t want to hear. “What?”

“Slept with the same woman more than three times,” he said casually, as though it was completely normal. “Three’s the cutoff. Any more than that, and it’s bordering on relationship territory.”

She sat up and looked down at him, the blanket held tight to her chest. “You’re an idiot.”

He licked his lips and pulled at her comforter. “The bar,” he stated, tugging the blanket down and exposing her breasts to the cold air. “A quickie in the SUV after the bar, which counts as number two even if it was the same night because we switched locations.” He wedged one leg between hers, then the other. “And one official groveling.” He grinned up at her, shifting his hips to punctuate his point.

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