Undercurrents of tension filled with raw sexuality snap between us. My gaze meets Sara’s, and six thousand different emotions slam through me all at once.
I feel like the world’s biggest asshole. No, I am the world’s biggest asshole.
amNot only did my messed-up decision to keep a copy of that hot-as-f**k s*x tape put Sara’s entire future in jeopardy, but I’ve basically just admitted to the fact that she’s been in regular rotation in my spank bank for years. And considering we’ve kept things strictly platonic for the past seven years now, I know I’ve caught her totally off guard.
Am I proud of the fact that I regularly jack off to memories of our hookup? No. Has that even once stopped me? Nope.
NoNope.Fuck, I’m the actual worst.
Fuck, I’m the actual worst.There are many things I know
