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“Let me judge that and just ask.”

“Aden, are you going to ask me to go home with you tonight? I have never been in such a situation where I actually dated someone. I don’t know the cues. I know I said I want things to move slowly, but we obviously already… well…”

I eye him thoughtfully. I absolutely want to take him home. There is no denying that I want to fuck him, even if we barely know each other. However, he has a point when he says we wanted to take it slow. “Do you want me to take you home with me?”

He tilts his head. “I… it depends. Did I misinterpret things?”

God, what’s wrong with me? I usually don’t engage with this type of man. I like things simple, and easy.

It’s easy to quit when it’s simple.

Fuck, Lynn was right.

And who am I even kidding? Sassy, mysterious guys like him are exactly my type.

“If I sleep with you tonight, it means something,” I tell him. “Only agree if it means something to you, too.”

Noel purses his lips, his eyes looking at me defiantly. “Of course it means something! That’s why I asked in such a weird way, quite literally. You are the heartthrob here, not me!”

“I barely date,” I tell him. “You are the first guy in ages that I have introduced as my boyfriend.”

Noel sighs and leans his forehead against my shoulder. He mutters something I don’t quite catch, but I don’t push him to repeat it. It probably wasn’t for my ears anyway. Instead, I rub his shoulders. “Will you come home with me?”

Noel raises his gaze. “Obviously, the answer is yes.”

*NOEL*

If there is one thing that annoys me about Aden, it is how evasively he answers sometimes. He is so fucking hard to read, and his words are not always that clear either. Maybe it’s less annoyance and more anxiety, though.

Letting him fuck me is quite the step. Usually, I wouldn’t mind. Guys only want me for sex anyway, but with Aden it’s different. I want to sincerely date him. But I also want him to fuck me. Damn my primal urges!

“Noel,“ Aden opens the door to his house. It’s beautiful. Tidy, perfect interior, and with artworks everywhere. I expected a cold, neat apartment, but not an actual townhouse. In typical Aden fashion, it is perfectly clean, but it still has personality.

“Noel?”

“Sorry!” I turn around to look at Aden. “I was just too much in awe of everything.”

“I noticed.” Aden takes his jacket off and places it in its designated place. Then he does the same with his keys.

I don’t know why, but something seems to stir my nerves. What the fuck is wrong with me? This guy obviously likes me,or he wouldn’t have introduced me everywhere as his boyfriend, even to his own best friend. He is still here although I fucked up once already. There is no need to freak out.

To my surprise, Aden comes over and takes my hand. “We don’t need to do anything,” he says. “We can just talk or sleep. And if you still feel uncomfortable, I will take you home.”

Somehow, his words almost bring tears to my eyes. I can’t help but throw my hands around him and hug him.

Aden hugs me back, gently rubbing my back. “Talk to me?”

“I just realized I really want you,” I admit before grabbing his face and pulling him into a kiss.

“You are like a rollercoaster,” Aden says, but it doesn’t sound like he is complaining.

“And you like someone who doesn’t give a flying fuck about that.”

Aden’s lips curl into a smirk. Ah, yes. Back in the mood!

I grab him by his tie, dragging him forward to… where I think his bedroom is located.

Aden looks equal parts amused and intrigued. “First floor, second door to the left.”