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Or maybe, “Do you have any fucking conscience whatsoever?” Instead Evan said, “I’m done now, anyway.”
Plus, it helped to have his feelings clearly labelled in his mind. He wanted her. He’d take her any way he could, and if that meant waiting a thousand years for her to trust him, he’d do it.
Ruth shrugged, giving her most enigmatic smirk. She’d practiced it in the mirror. Hannah said it looked like she had gas, but Hannah was probably jealous of Ruth’s mystery.
She hadn’t even felt like she could scream, because, really, wouldn’t that be so dramatic? Wouldn’t she be attention-seeking, or causing problems? People said it all the time; if you’re in bed with a man, you’ve already said yes.
She nodded. “Something like, I want to suck your cock?” He blinked. “Um... I… I meant something like, ‘This is fine’. But that’s great. That’s fantastic. Please, continue.”
She was smiling his favourite kind of smile, the one that didn’t seem like a smile at all.
He wanted to make her sound like that every fucking day, for the rest of… for the rest of forever. For as long as was humanly possible.
The library fell silent as Ruth entered. Actually, no; she was probably imagining that. Definitely imagining that. It was a bloody library. It had been silent in the first place.
