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"It's ninety degrees with a thousand percent humidity," she says with a wrinkle of her nose

"Crybaby," I goad her as I start toward the balcony

She doesn't say anything, but I can hear her walking afteron my hardwood

I have a round patio table with two chairs on the small balcony that overlooks the set of town holow of light fro complex

We are silent a few moments as we eat She takes sot two of my slices polished off before she finishes the first

"Lots more pizza in there," I tell her with a nod toward the double French doors "Want et you another?"

She shakes her head and leans back in her chair "I'o"

"Wow," I say with a smart-ass smirk "You must be stuffed"

Josie rolls her eyes at h I pick up my last piece of pizza, but before I take a bite, I tell her, "You know, I've been thinking about it and I'm offended you've stereotyped me"

One elegant brow arches high and she purses her lips briefly before she says, "You stereotype yourself, buddy"

"You don't know me," I return confidently "You've only seen a small part of Reed Olson"

Josie gives a tinkling laugh "You mean you're not a playboy professional hockey player who's been burning his way through all the hot woh"

Not all of thee dark eyes that sparkle with intelligence and huh look at her curves at the pool the other day to know she's packing a whole lot of sex appeal

I jolt slightly when Josie says, "Let et out of casual sex?"

I'm the one who now cocks an eyebrow "You do understand what coht?"

She waves a hand at me "Of course, but you can do that all by yourself So, what's the appeal of random hookups?"

"Are you ht this up

"Not at all," she replies lightly with a wave of her hand "I' I've ever done before"

"Never had sex?"

Another roll of those gorgeous eyes that twinkle slightly at me She thinks I'm cute for sure

She clarifies her question "Casual sex"

"Only ever had true-love sex?" I ask with a grin

"So like that," she says almost wistfully, and my smile slides a little Little Josie Ives has been in love before, and I don't knohat it is, but there's a story there for sure

Rather than poke at her secrets, I try to explain ht?"

"It's great," she says

"Yes, great," I agree as I prepare to launch into the benefits of casual relationships

She stops ood,' which leads ood sex and not great sex"

"Dial it back a notch, Freud," I say dryly "That's not what I mean"

"You're in a rut," she says with a confident nod "The headboard on the wall has been silent lately"

She's right about that Last three days I just haven't had the urge to reach out to ely perturbed over the fact my life is so transparent to her

"Want to go skydiving day after next?" I ask her "That's your next day off, right?"

"Change the subject much?" she counters

I give a prissy, exaggerated sniff and sound offended "I just don't like talking about sex with strange women It makes me feel shallow"

Josie throws her head back and lets out a deep-froh that's husky and melodious all at once When she looks back tobut shallow, Reed"

"You think?" I ask, puffing erated fashion so she'll throw more compliments at me

She doesn't oblige htly in her chair "You being shallow isn't the proble on upstairs to challenge you, so that's why it's unfulfilling That's why your headboard's not been banging on the wall lately"

Fuck, she's called that exactly right It's the sa the interaction at the pool between Josie and Kiki Kiki was glorious in her practical nudity, jiggling tits, and airheaded ways, and that type of wouaranteed me entry into their panties But that day, I had a hard ti my eyes and attention off Josie She's the one I wanted to sit with and talk to and ogle by the pool all day