My mouth makes an Oh shape as I picture that scenario. “You mean, like, the two of you, like … together.” I hold my index and middle finger in the air, pressed together. “Not like you and me and Ronan.” “Not like that night, no.” Something unreadable flickers in Henry’s eyes as he watches me closely. “I don’t crave dick. Merrick sometimes does. I knew that and I pushed for it, anyway.” “He said you’re hard to say no to.” That earns a chuckle. “I guess I was curious, and I trusted him not to take it farther than I was comfortable.”
