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pull off a thong.
“…condom.”
Whoa. “What?” He looked back into her face. Her cheeks were turning a bright shade of red. “Come again?”
“I need to know if you used a condom the other night. I don’t know if you were as inebriated as I was, but I hope you remembered. I realize that it was my responsibility…as much as yours, of course. But since I wasn’t planning to…to…I didn’t have any with me. So, I’m hoping you did and that…well, you were responsible and used it. Because in this day and age there are serious consequences from having unprotected sex.”
She’d accused him of taking advantage of her when she’d been drunk. Pretended he didn’t exist,and now it sounded like she was getting ready to accuse him of giving her something really unpleasant.
“I have an appointment with my doctor at the end of the week, and if we didn’t use a condom, I think you would be wise to do the same. I thought I was in a committed relationship, but…You know what they say, it’s not only the person you’re sleeping with, but everyone they’ve ever slept with too.” She gave a nervous little laugh and blinked her eyes a few times as if she were fighting back tears. “So…”
Sebastian looked at her standing there, with the shadows playing in her dark hair and touching one corner of her mouth.
He remembered the little girl with huge glasses who’d followed him around as a kid, and just as he had all those years ago, he began to feel a little sorry for her.
Damn it.
Five
“W e didn’t have sex.”
“Excuse me?” Clare’s eyes stung, as she battled the tears she refused to shed. She was mortified and embarrassed, but she would not cry in public, especially in front of Sebastian. She was made of sterner stuff. “What did you say?”
“We didn’t have sex.” He shrugged his big shoulders. “You were too drunk.”
Clare looked at Sebastian for several long seconds, not quite trusting her ears. “We didn’t? But you said we did.”
“Not at first. You woke up naked and you assumed that we did. I just let you assume it.”
“What?” They hadn’t had sex and she’d just gone through the agony of the past few moments.For nothing? “You did more than let me assume. You said we were really loud and you were afraid someone was going to call security.”
“Yeah, maybe I embellished a little.”
“A little?” The sting in the back of her eyes turned to shooting anger. “You said I couldn’t get enough!”
“Well, you deserved it.” He pointed to the Molson beer on his T-shirt and had the audacity to act offended. “I’ve never taken advantage of a drunk woman. Not even one who strips naked right in front of me, crawls into bed, then spoons me all night.”
“Spoons? Spoons!” Had she done that? She didn’t know. How could she know? He was probably lying about that too. He’d lied about the sex. She took a calming breath and tried to remember that she didn’t yell in public. Scream or pummel lying bastards to death. Be nice, the little voice in her head warned. Don’t lower yourself to his level. She’d been raised to be a nice girl and look where it got her. Nice girls didn’t finish first. They just sat around choking on everything they were too nice to say. Stuffing it down, terrified that someday they would burst, and the world would see that they weren’t nice after all. “I don’t believe you.”
“You were all over me like white on rice.”
“You’re clearly delusional.” He was pushing herlike he had when they’d been kids, but she wasn’t going to fall into old childish patterns with him. “But I don’t have to believe your wild fantasies.”
“You wanted freaky, down and dirty sex. But I didn’t think it was right to take advantage of a shit-faced drunk.”
She felt her head get tight. “I’m not a drunk.”
He shrugged. “You were, but I didn’t give you what you were begging me for.”
Her tight head exploded. “You lying
“…condom.”
Whoa. “What?” He looked back into her face. Her cheeks were turning a bright shade of red. “Come again?”
“I need to know if you used a condom the other night. I don’t know if you were as inebriated as I was, but I hope you remembered. I realize that it was my responsibility…as much as yours, of course. But since I wasn’t planning to…to…I didn’t have any with me. So, I’m hoping you did and that…well, you were responsible and used it. Because in this day and age there are serious consequences from having unprotected sex.”
She’d accused him of taking advantage of her when she’d been drunk. Pretended he didn’t exist,and now it sounded like she was getting ready to accuse him of giving her something really unpleasant.
“I have an appointment with my doctor at the end of the week, and if we didn’t use a condom, I think you would be wise to do the same. I thought I was in a committed relationship, but…You know what they say, it’s not only the person you’re sleeping with, but everyone they’ve ever slept with too.” She gave a nervous little laugh and blinked her eyes a few times as if she were fighting back tears. “So…”
Sebastian looked at her standing there, with the shadows playing in her dark hair and touching one corner of her mouth.
He remembered the little girl with huge glasses who’d followed him around as a kid, and just as he had all those years ago, he began to feel a little sorry for her.
Damn it.
Five
“W e didn’t have sex.”
“Excuse me?” Clare’s eyes stung, as she battled the tears she refused to shed. She was mortified and embarrassed, but she would not cry in public, especially in front of Sebastian. She was made of sterner stuff. “What did you say?”
“We didn’t have sex.” He shrugged his big shoulders. “You were too drunk.”
Clare looked at Sebastian for several long seconds, not quite trusting her ears. “We didn’t? But you said we did.”
“Not at first. You woke up naked and you assumed that we did. I just let you assume it.”
“What?” They hadn’t had sex and she’d just gone through the agony of the past few moments.For nothing? “You did more than let me assume. You said we were really loud and you were afraid someone was going to call security.”
“Yeah, maybe I embellished a little.”
“A little?” The sting in the back of her eyes turned to shooting anger. “You said I couldn’t get enough!”
“Well, you deserved it.” He pointed to the Molson beer on his T-shirt and had the audacity to act offended. “I’ve never taken advantage of a drunk woman. Not even one who strips naked right in front of me, crawls into bed, then spoons me all night.”
“Spoons? Spoons!” Had she done that? She didn’t know. How could she know? He was probably lying about that too. He’d lied about the sex. She took a calming breath and tried to remember that she didn’t yell in public. Scream or pummel lying bastards to death. Be nice, the little voice in her head warned. Don’t lower yourself to his level. She’d been raised to be a nice girl and look where it got her. Nice girls didn’t finish first. They just sat around choking on everything they were too nice to say. Stuffing it down, terrified that someday they would burst, and the world would see that they weren’t nice after all. “I don’t believe you.”
“You were all over me like white on rice.”
“You’re clearly delusional.” He was pushing herlike he had when they’d been kids, but she wasn’t going to fall into old childish patterns with him. “But I don’t have to believe your wild fantasies.”
“You wanted freaky, down and dirty sex. But I didn’t think it was right to take advantage of a shit-faced drunk.”
She felt her head get tight. “I’m not a drunk.”
He shrugged. “You were, but I didn’t give you what you were begging me for.”
Her tight head exploded. “You lying
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