Page 76 of Learn Your Lesson

I internally laughed at myself, cringing a little and hiding my face in my hands.

“What?” Will asked, finally breaking the silence.

“Nothing. Um, do you want some tea?” I asked, hopping up and moving into the kitchen before he could answer. Coconut skittered away, but didn’t leave the room. She perched on the back of the couch like she still wanted to keep an eye on us.

I put on the electric kettle and pulled two mugs from the cabinet, plucking out one of my favorite hibiscus teas.

Another long stretch of silence existed between us until I sat down with the tea, and I wrapped my hands around my mug as Will blinked at his, brows furrowed, still digesting.

“Okay,” he said, gaze hard when it found mine. “New rule. You need to be fucking honest with me — especially about shit like this.”

“I didn’t exactly have time to tell you,” I pointed out.

“You make time.”

“You said you didn’t want to know anything about my life.”

That made Will’s scowl deepen. “Well, I want to know about things like this.”

“How am I supposed to tell the difference?”

“Use your common fucking sense, maybe?” Will stood, dragging his hands through his hair as he paced to the sliding glass door and back again. “Chloe, I wouldn’t have fucked you like that if I’d have known…”

His frown had shifted from frustration to concern, the line between his brows making me all gooey inside.

“Oh, what?” I teased, arching a brow. “You would have madesweet, sweet loveto me instead?”

Will flattened his lips, slow-blinking at me.

“Exactly,” I said, waving a hand over him before I lifted the hot mug of tea to my mouth and tentatively took the first sip.

Will sat back down, reaching for his own mug but just resting his thumb on the handle rather than drinking from it.

“The shit I was saying to you…” He winced, pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head.

I reached across the table and squeezed his wrist until he lifted that gaze to me, and I made sure he saw the sincerity in my eyes when I said, “Ilovedit.”

He swallowed. “You did?”

“Will, I came not once, not twice, butthreetimes.” I widened my eyes and blinked rapidly at him like that should have been all the evidence he needed. “Wanna know how many times I came the first time I had sex?” I held up my hand and made a zero with my fingers curling toward my thumb. “This many.”

That made Will’s brows bend together in a menacing glare. “Fucking punk. He didn’t deserve to touch you.”

I ignored the way that fired me up again, releasing my grip on his wrist and sitting back in my chair to sip my tea.

I thought the conversation was over, but after a moment, Will said, “Honesty.” He pinned me with his gaze. “One-hundred-percent honesty from here on out.”

“But don’t tell you about my life,” I added. “And don’t ask about yours.”

“Don’t be a smart ass.”

“Or what?”

I smirked with the dare, and Will’s nostrils flared like he was more than happy to deliver on punishment if I tested him.

“Okay, fine. Here’s my first bit of honesty,” I said, cupping my mug in my hands and leaning over the table. “I’ve never sucked a cock before.”

“JesusChrist, woman,” he muttered, wetting his lips as one hand reached down to adjust himself in his briefs.