He plants a hand on my hip, keeping me from moving as he looks down at me, his eyes bouncing between mine. “I don’t think you get what I’m trying to say. I haven’t had sex in a long time.” It’s the exact same sentence he already said, but the speed with which he repeats it tells me there’s an open door to ask. I’m cautious though, because most of me doesn’t want to know the answer. “How long is a long time?” He cradles my jaw, his thumb stroking over my cheekbone, and while his eyes are boring into mine, I look away, hoping I can keep my reaction neutral if I don’t have to see his face when
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