“What, like a rebound?” He chuckled. Then he held up a finger. “No wait. Please tell me this is a revenge fuck. I’d love to get that out of it.” Dante sighed from the driver’s seat as he maneuvered onto the busy roads. “Bradley.” I rolled my eyes. “You should feel bad I’m doing this. I feel bad I’m doing this.” “What for?” He shrugged and put his arm around me to pull me close. “We’ve always used each other for sex. It’s not like that was going anywhere. You’re too much like me for that.”

