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Why would he ask her that?

“I’le heterosexual ht meet someone I like”

She had never in her life picked up a guy on a night out expressly for casual sex She preferred having an emotional or intellectual connection with soressed to intimacy

But she was happy to brazen this out and see where it went

Was it her ihten? “And you’d fuck hi him?”

The crude word shocked her in its unexpectedness But it also turned her on coaze to stare at her dispassionately

She canted her head, her eyes speculative as she took the measure of him “You’ve never slept with someone you’ve just met?”

Were they at a party? It didn’t feel like they were surrounded by people It felt like they were alone, in a dark rooht trained on just the two of them

“We’re not talking about ruffly

“Of course not, we never are” She was happy to hear that the words sounded tart Because she’d had a moment’s concern that they would come out bitter and resentful

“I’m not, you know?”

His words confused her They made no sense within the context of their conversation

“Not what?”

“In a relationship with anyone at the moment”

“Oh” It was nice to finally have a definitive answer to that burning question “Okay”

“It’s hard to maintain any kind of relationship when my schedule revolves around the whims of an impetuous female”

“I wouldn’t callexception to that word

“I would”