again. “Men and sex. Big deal. You know if you had an itch and scratched it, it would be okay. Other men would pound on their chests with you. They would have a party in your honor. If I had the same itch women would go out of their way to scorn me and treat me like I have some sort of mental health problems. ”
He knew he was going to regret asking. He knew it as soon as the question formed in his head, but he had to know. He needed to know. “Do you have an itch, Sydney ? ”
She stared at him for long moments then simply put her headphones back in and started walking back toward the way they had come.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I won’t have sex with anyone again because of the scars. Men, like you were , will be appalled.” She glanced back at him again. “I’m going to run back the rest of the way. I’ll catch you later.”
He watched her take off. She was nearly two blocks away before he moved to follow. He didn’t just feel like an ass now, he felt his heart crush under the weight of what he’d done.
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It had been three days since she’d seen Mr. Cooper. She’d done well to avoid him and now he was in the kitchen when she was about to go out. She had a date with Taylor and Dane. They were going to have a girl’s night out. Sin was dressed in her new dress her sister Grace Anne had sent her for her birthday. She was twenty-eight today.
“There’s mail for you. I didn’t know which room you were in so I just hoped you ’d see it here. Where are you sleeping anyway?”
She let out a slow breath, glad he wasn’t going to bring up their conversation from the other day. “ Basement . There are a couple of rooms down there. I’m using one as a weight room and the other as a bedroom. ” She picked up the first envelope and knew it was from her sister Jazzy . “The weight equipment is Cain’s. He’s letting me use it. If you want to use it , too, just wipe it down when you’re done.”
The card was bright and cheery and she had enclosed a gift certificate to her favorite lotion shop. She picked up the second card. It was from Quinn and Drew. There was the usual happy birthday and a “we miss you very much” penned inside.
The third card was from her sister Lilliane. There was a nice and very long note inside that said she missed her , but it was the last that made her smile.
“As identical twins I feel I must tell you that you need to get laid. I can feel your needs all the way here. If you don’t do the nasty with the first person you see — I don’t even care which sex at this point — I will be forced to do it for you. I love you , baby sis. Li zzy”
She was still laughing when she looked up at him. “What?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you laugh before. It’s very beautiful on you. You should do it more often.”
Sin flushed , she could even feel her cheeks heat. “ It’s my birthday and my family sent me cards. My sister , Lillianne , or Lizzy , is my twin and she said…she told me something personal and it made me laugh , that’s all. I should go.” She was gathering up her things to leave when he tapped her on the shoulder.
She turned to him slowly, afraid of what he might say to ruin her good mood. Or better yet , how she would take whatever he said to ruin her mood. Instead , he cupped her face and brought it to his.
“Happy Birthday.” The kiss , like his words , was soft and gentle. When he pulled back and looked at her she wasn’t sure what to say and was glad she didn’t because he pulled her back and kissed her again. This one had more heat, more mouth , and a great deal more touching.
He pulled her body to his, flush against him. She could feel ever y muscle, every contour , and every bit of his erection against her. When he shifted his head and deepened the kiss Sin moaned and wrapped her free hand into his shirt. She needed to hang onto something or fall. When he pulled away and took a step back she was as close to begging a man to
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