Final Proposal Excerpt

“Would it be easier on you if I said yes, it was a mistake? That we had an itch, we scratched it, and now we're sated? That it was a one-time thing, curiosity satisfied, and now we can go on like it never happened?”
He’s saying all the things I’ve told myself in my head but hearing him say my thoughts aloud sounds ridiculous.
“Sure. Yes.” I croak the words out.
His smirk says he doesn’t believe a word I’m saying. Neither do I. “Great. Then that’s how we’ll play this. It was a mistake. An immoral, egregious, satisfying mistake.” He leans forward and for the briefest of moments, I hold my breath, anticipating one of his mind-numbing kisses. I tell myself I don’t want it, but damn if I’m not disappointed when his lips find my ear, his warm breath tickling the skin there.
“Ford—”
“The best part about mistakes is sometimes you have to make them a couple times to know if they’re good ones or bad ones. I’m not picky, Elle. I’ll take either one when it comes to you.” He leans back and nods. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go find a place to sleep for the night.” I slowly exhale as he steps away, eyes still locked on mine. “Good night, Ellery.”