“We have to stop this.” I announce as I walk into his room, forcing my eyes to behave and not stare at his chest.
“What did you say?” He asks, closing his laptop and standing up.
“This.” I gesture wildly with my hand. “What we have between us.”
“What do we have between us?” His voice cracks with danger, daring me to voice out the words.
“s*x. Being f**k buddies.”
“You said you wanted it that way.” He reminds me, stalking forward.
I swallow. “Till I'm ready for a relationship. We only agreed to soothe each other's itch.”
“And?” He prompts, his face hard as granite.
“I'm going on a date tomorrow and it's likely I settle with the guy.” I blurt out. “Looks like I'm ready for a relationship and don't need our arrangement anymore.”
“The hell you don't.” He snarls.
“Ryan,” I warn, inchi
