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tender wrist and make slow circles along my forearm.
    “So what happens?” he asks softly. “What happens that stops you from coming?”
    My heart jerks up into my throat, catapulted up there from my clenching stomach. I decide to pull up my big–girl’s britches and put my money where my mouth is. I swallow. “Kissing really turns me on. I love a good kisser. I love to have my neck bit. I get all turned on from having my nipples sucked. I love surprises, too—a kind of touch I’ve never felt before, or some technique the guy has mastered. But then, when the attention drifts downward, I…” My gaze falls away from him. This is too hard. I’ve never talked about this before .
    “You what? I know this is difficult to talk about. I’m here for you.”
    “I don’t know, I just disappear. I get all tense. My mind fills with negative bullshit talk— This isn’t going to happen; will it happen?; no, it won’t . It’s nonstop. By that time, I have left the building, as far as awareness goes. Gone, baby, gone. And then the guy pumps, he shoots his load, I fake it and that’s that.”
    He threads his fingers with mine and pulls my hand into his lap. “That sucks, Vienna.”
    I don’t think he means to do this, but my hand brushes something hot and hard under his slacks. I inhale sharply. Then again, how can he not know?
    “What?” He pulls my hand out from under the table and kisses my knuckles. “Don’t ever be afraid to share with me, V. You know that anything you say is safe with me.”
    “I know,” I breathe. “But I’ve never talked with anyone about this little problem of mine.”
    He smiles. “A little problem just needs a big solution.” He laughs at his own joke. “Sorry, but you set me up for that one.”
    I smirk and shake my head. “So, since I’ve answered your questions, will you promise to get more details before you explode—with Jenner I mean?”
    “Yes.” He releases my hand and pushes his hand through his hair wearily. “She did lie to me…I’ve got her on that one.”
    “True,” I say and we both glance over at her. I look back at him. “I’ll add that to your evidence file, sir,” I add playfully.
    “And,” he says, “I do believe I’ve got her on cheating on me. Evidence is being presented right now.”
    I turn my head to see Jenner and Brian standing up from their meal. Brian walks around to Jenner’s side of the table. He takes her coat and holds it out for her to slip her arms into. When she complies, he wraps his arms around her, and kisses her hair and neck. He swirls her around and kisses her full on the lips, apparently not caring whether or not anyone sees them. When he releases her, she looks breathless. She turns to leave and her head pivots to see me and Jonas staring straight at her. And that’s when the fun begins.

Chapter Seven
    I heave Jonas’s body out of my vehicle and guide him up my front steps. The guy is trashed. After confronting Jenner and Brian, he decided going on a bender was just the ticket. I decided being his designated driver was my duty and responsibility as a friend since his heart was set on getting wasted. Even though his vehicle would have guided him home safely, it wouldn’t have taken the good care that I’ve been taking with him all night. I’ve listened, raged along with him, commiserated, and soothed. I’ve guided him to the bathroom, waited patiently outside, wiped the vomit from his lips when he emerged, and guided him back to the table. And, finally, I said “Enough’s enough,” and hauled his ass to my vehicle. We’ll get his in the morning.
    “I’m fine,” he protests as I guide him up the steps. “I could have driven.” It comes out sounding like a slurred mess.
    “Yeah, yeah, I just needed the company.” I doubt he’ll remember a thing.
    Nigel greets me when I open the front door. Where’s he sleeping ?he asks with a sniff. Not on my bed, I hope .
    I glare at him and steer Jonas toward the