“Maybe it was best we kept whatever this was in Houston. I can see now that pursuing something more was a mistake.” “That’s bullshit, and you know it,” Zahir said, voice even. He was upset at himself and her for trying to pull this shit, but he’d never raise his voice at her. “It’s not. Fucking you was just a dare, anyway. None of it was real. I was in the moment just having some fun,” she said quickly, unbelievingly, avoiding eye contact. “Do you truly believe that I ate your soul from your body as a game? Taking eight inches of my dick down your throat was a joke to you?”
