him shudder and tense against her with the strength of his own release, and then he went limp against her. Instinctively, Eve reached up and wrapped her arms around him.
They stayed like that for she didn’t know how long, perfectly still and interlocked. Finally, he moved and broke the spell. He pulled back and out of her. Then, he rolled off of her and back onto the mattress. When he turned to look at her, his eyes were sparkling.
“Well, that was something,” he said, grinning from ear to ear.
She laughed. “I’ll say.”
He suddenly paled. “Shit,” he muttered, the curse so heartfelt that Eve was suddenly alarmed.
“What?” she asked. “What is it?”
“We didn’t use a condom.”
“Oh.” She breathed in relief. “That’s okay. I’m on the pill.”
Lind blew out a relieved sigh of his own and relaxed back onto the bed.
“So that was unexpected,” he said after a moment of surprisingly comfortable silence.
“The pill?”
“No. That . What just happened between us.”
Eve turned her head to look at him. “Was it really?” She grinned. “I think it borders on cliché.”
Lind rolled his eyes. “You really saw it coming?”
“Not necessarily,” Eve admitted. “But I would’ve had to be very oblivious not to notice the sexual tension before.”
Lind smiled. “Fair enough.” He hesitated. “Are you okay?”
Eve frowned. “Why wouldn’t I be?” You just gave me the most mind-blowing orgasms of my life. Of course, she knew better than to say that out loud.
“You just cheated on your fiancé.”
Eve blinked. The thought hadn’t even occurred to her before. “Shit,” she said quietly. The fact that Alan had never entered her mind once during the whole thing probably spoke volumes.
“I’m sorry,” Lind said. “I probably should’ve stopped. It’s just…I…you…well, I just couldn’t.”
Eve shrugged. “Keeping me faithful is not your responsibility. Or anyone else’s, for that matter.”
He looked at her curiously. “You don’t seem particularly brokenhearted about just jeopardizing your relationship.” When Eve said nothing, he asked, “Do you love him?”
Eve thought about it. “No,” she said, because it was the truth, and it felt good to say it. For once, it felt good to admit it freely. Her engagement was loveable. It was convenient.
“Does he love you?”
“I don’t know,” Eve admitted. “Maybe. Maybe not.”
“And you’re still going to marry him anyway?”
“Why not?”
Lind stared at her uncomprehendingly. “You’re not in love with him.”
“He’s a good man.”
“But you don’t love him.”
Eve sat up. “Look, things work differently in my world. You marry the one who’s best suited for you. It’s not about love.”
Lind looked at her like she came from a different planet. Given the situation, she might as well have. “Sounds like your world is stuck in the 1800s.”
Eve shrugged again, noncommittally.
Lind sat up to better look at her. “It really doesn’t bother you?”
“Honestly, I could’ve ended up with a worse man than Alan Sutherland. He may not be in love with me, but he’s good to me.”
“Does he satisfy you?”
Eve blinked, taken aback. “I beg your pardon?”
“Sexually, I mean,” Lind clarify. “Does he satisfy you sexually?”
“I…what kind of question is that?” Eve cried, shocked.
Lind shrugged. “Back there it felt like you hadn’t been touched in a long time. So either you guys have little to no sex, or it isn’t that great.”
Eve glared daggers at him. “My sexual life is none of your concerns.”
“It just was.” He grinned infuriatingly.
“You’re impossible!”
Eve climbed out of bed, gathered her clothes and marched to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
As she took a shower,
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