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We’d talked about summer on the way back to his place The brush of Blake’s arm made my heart skip a beat, but I’d listened intently when he told me about the online class he’d enrolled in for his ebra class at Pasadena City College before visiting his parents at the beginning of August He’d described the fa dock,in the night sky as though he were painting a picture He’d laughed atme I’d love it Then he’d opened the door to his apartment and we officially ran out of words

We caether with an intensity that shook me to my core Clothes and shoes flew in between feverish kisses andThe second we stepped into his room, we fell into bed…and stayed there for the rest of the weekend

Long story short, we’d been on a fifteen-day sexathon where the et skin to skin as fast as huhtly phone calls and text marathons for dinner dates after work But dinner was an afterthought and a handy excuse to be together if we needed one

Of course I didn’t need an excuse My friends knew about Blake and h she’d never co his shirt, Mouessed that I had a terrible crush on him But no one knew that our relationship had taken a sexy turn, and that wasn’t going to change anytime soon See, in my mind, I could enjoy hot sex with theas our friendship wasn’t a secret, I reuilt free

That wasn’t the case for Blake

He was still in the closet, and that was okay I had no intention of asking for et co out, and that “script” had nothing to do with us We were separate

We were friends who had sex…or sex friends…or co was irrelevant; what ed that we had a transparent teement

Okay, so we didn’t say those words aloud, but we didn’t need to Our actions spoke for us We were unexpectedly easy friends…ere now a little more

And it was…glorious

I shifted on et a better position for my poor ass, aware of the telltale blush on my cheeks at the o I’d bitten the sofa cushion to hbors as Blakeripped

Thank God I’d insisted on putting a towel down I’d th to care

I polished off another piece of sushi and glanced toward the living area, knowing I’d never look at that gray sofa the saled his brows lecherously