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Micaela raises one brow “Ohhh” She nods slowly, her heart-shaped lips for a perfect, pouty circle, and ine what it would be like to have those lips wrapped around my shaft

“Oh, what?” I choke out, trying to shake off the vision

“You suck in bed,” she deadpans “They have tutorials for everything on YouTube, you know Including how toher over and over again that I o there She’sthe loss of her husband She’s twenty A family friend…

I grab the towel fro her in the face “Not like that, perv” Although, she isn’t far off The sex, ould actually have it, was sie: forced and aard I always h She wanted intimacy, to feel cherished and loved…

“What needs then?”

“Marital shit Like, she wanted to start a fae—hell, if I’rew up in a household with two people who not only wereparents My dad chose to be a stay-at-ho hoain

“You didn’t want that?”

“I wasn’t capable…”

“You’re not helping your case here,” she says with a soft giggle that hasto throw her over my shoulder and take her to bed

“Physically, I’m capable But e, a relationship, the faive her was my last name, a roof over her head, andthat the most iood at ht”

“Saving people”

“I guess…” I take a sip of my beer “In er, and Laura was hurting, I fixed it But she needed more than to just be fixed She needed a husband, and I wasn’t so good at that”

Micaela eyes aze, hating how vulnerable I feel I’ shit, but she makes me want to actually talk I’ve said more to her today than I’ve probably said to Laura in all our years of e