Page 60 of Take My Love

“My vibrator works just fine.”

“I bet it does.” His stupid smirk makes me want to throw something else at him. “But you might wanna keep it charged, then.”

“Good night!”

He opens my bedroom door, smirking like he knows something he shouldn’t. “Night. Sweet dreams,roomie.”

Groaning, I fall back on my bed and hope by morning it’ll swallow me whole so I never have to face him again.

chapter ten

Silas

WatchingPosey’s face redden with embarrassment is my new favorite thing to witness.

She comes across so bold and fearless, it’s nice to see her walls shatter a bit when she’s vulnerable.

“Mornin’,” I greet when she walks into the kitchen. “You look better.”

“Well, I didn’t spend the night throwin’ up, so yeah, I’d hope so.”

And snarky Posey is back.

She moves past me to make her coffee while I watch and hold back from commenting on our conversation yesterday. Although she kicked me out of her room while it was still a few hours before bedtime, I spent the rest of the evening finishing my laundry and watching TV. I heard her come out after I was in bed for the night, but I figured she wasn’t up for company.

“I’ll be ready to go in ten,” she says, walking out without another glance.

It gives me enough time to make my lunch. There’s a fridge in Posey’s office so she keeps food stocked for when she’s hungry.

The drive to the goat barn is silent besides the radio that’s on low volume. Posey stares out the passenger window, ignoring me. I didn’t realize she’d be so bothered by what I told her last night, but I’d rather discuss it and get it over with instead of worrying about it all day.

“Posey, wait,” I blurt when she opens the door. “Can we talk quickly?”

“About what?”

“Well…how you can’t even look at me for starters.”

She finally shifts and meets my gaze. “I don’t wanna talk about what happened or talked about this weekend, okay? I’d rather forget it.”

“Why? Are you worried I’m gonna use it against you or somethin’?”

“I don’t want you knowin’ that personal stuff about me. After spendin’ years tryin’ to forget you, I can’t let myself get too comfy with you in my life again. I appreciate what you did for me when I felt like shit but we should go back to the way things were before you moved in.”

“You know that’s not gonna be possible with me livin’ there. Do you want me to leave?”

“No, but we can give each other space and make it work until you find a place.”

I’ve looked online but everything so far is out of my budget or too big for one person. Even the apartment Michelle mentioned to me is more than I can afford.

“That might be a while,” I admit.

She lifts a shoulder. “It’s fine.”

When she goes to leave again, I reach across the truck and grab her arm. “Wait. Please?”

She sighs. “I’m gonna be late.”

“I apologize if I crossed a line and made you uncomfortable with the sex and orgasm talk. It won’t happen again.”