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Carter and I slept on the mattresses on the floor until we could afford a bed Nobody knew that he usually slipped into ht time was usually my favourite tiht before we fell asleep It sort of beca until our lips had grown tired and our pulses had slowed down fros tothat tongue in ways that were downright wicked Still, he didn’t have sex with hts with a new ache between s that needed to be filled, literally

There was no way I could wait any longer

And right when I began to fall asleep, Carter would give ht kiss and slip out of bed and into his own rooot used to it In fact, I hated ith there was "more" between us, eren’t in a relationship

Friends

We were just friends, as usual

Ten

"I went to the clothing store today"

Carter was seated on s were spread out, his head bowed down at the notebook he was scribbling into At the ,in his head, dangling an HB pencil sideways in his mouth

His hair had fallen overa little at the ends He was shirtless, wearing only flannel pants I stared at hi in his sharp jaw and beautifully set cheekbones that were filled with stubble

"Carter," I pressed, seated on the mattress, still on the floor, withattention

"I went to the clothing store today"

"Cool"

I frowned This was the headache that ca with a musician He wasn’t always aroundto pay attention at the sanot paid one ounce of attention toa thong"

This time, his head shot up, and he stared at me ide blue eyes "Are you really?"

I couldn’t resist laughing "Oh, so you heard that?"

"I heard everything you said," he replied, spitting out his pencil and tossing aside his notebook

"Oh, yeah? Well then what else did I say, wise guy?"