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know it is.”
“Maybe to a bunch of closed-minded kids who see the world as black and white, but I hope I’ve moved past that. Shit, if it’s okay for a guy to have sex and it isn’t for a girl, well, who the hell is he supposed to have sex with, anyway? Those nosy busybodies didn’t think that one through, did they? The whole thing is just stupid.”
He didn’t care. Really. Truly. At least she wanted to believe that. His words sounded so amazingly wonderful. For the first time in a long time she felt something akin to hope, although she was probably a fool for even entertaining the notion.
“I–I slept with a lot of guys, Travis. A lot.”
His right brow inched up and his fingers captured her chin, rubbing along the jawline and sending shivers down her spine.
“You said that already. But you didn’t murder or cheat anyone, right? So I’m not sure what you feel guilty about, baby. I sure as shit haven’t been a saint either. Should I start confessing my sins?”
“No!” Aubrey pressed her fingers against his lips in alarm. The last thing she wanted to hear about was his sexual exploits before her. She already had an inferiority complex and that wouldn’t help it. “I think that’s best left in the past.”
“But yours isn’t?” he pressed. “I never expected a virgin, kitten, and I sure don’t deserve one considering my past. I’m just sorry that Bruce brought this all up again. What did he say to you?”
Aubrey sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, reliving the ugly scene. She hated to tell Travis about it but he had that determined look in her eye she’d come to know so well. She’d never hear the end of it until she told him every dirty detail.
“He threatened me.” Travis waited quietly for her to continue but she could see the muscle working in his jaw. He was already pissed as hell and she hadn’t even told him the worst part. “He said that if I didn’t have sex with him he’d tell you all about my past.”
“He tried to make you ashamed of having sex? Of enjoying it? Fucking asshole.”
Travis’s voice came out as a hiss, anger etched in every line of his face. He was livid. But he still didn’t understand what she’d been inarticulately trying to tell him.
“It’s not…well…I didn’t…it’s just…”
Telling him this part was almost worse.
“You’re not defending him, are you? Bruce is a well-known bastard so I’m not surprised he did it, honestly. I’m just sorry that you got caught up in all this. He hates me and I’m sure no matter what you did he was looking forward to telling something he thought was going to upset me. But sweetheart, make no mistake, I don’t care about your past. All I care about is the present and the future.”
Aubrey was still having trouble wrapping her mind around the fact that she’d told Travis her deepest, darkest secret and he hadn’t sent her packing.
“I’m certainly not defending him. He is a douche. But you said that I was ashamed of enjoying sex and that’s not it at all. That’s not why I’m ashamed.”
Frowning, Travis ran his hands up and down her arms, sending warmth into her cold extremities.
“Then what are you ashamed of, baby?”
“That I kept doing it even though I didn’t like it. I really never enjoyed it. I don’t think that I can.”
The final confession. She was a slut who didn’t care for sex. Ironic as hell.
Now he knew how screwed up she truly was.
Chapter Eight
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T he entire situation was completely screwed up.
His Aubrey actually thought he’d care that she’d been free with her favors when she was younger. He didn’t care what she’d done before as long as she was only his from now on. But her other confession that she didn’t like sex made him sad. She thought there was something wrong with her.
There wasn’t a damn thing wrong with her.
He’d kissed this woman. Caressed her soft skin and traced her curves with his hands. He’d felt her tremble in his arms
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