Chapter 13
Zoey
I swallow and squeeze Sawyer’s hand. Tiffany told me the first time is the best and worst you’ll ever have and that you’ll get attached. I didn’t expect it so fast. He made me come, twice. He was gentle, good, willing to go at my pace, willing to stay with me after.
So why do his words feel like air and nothing else?
“I’m not stupid. I know... I know this isn’t a thing,” I whisper. “I know you’re leaving in the morning. I know you’re older and-”
“Hey.” Sawyer pulls me to his chest, then onto his lap. “Hey, this isn’t some meaningless f**k. I would know since that’s what I normally do.”
“That’s reassuring.”
“Ooh, the claws are still out?” He kisses my forehead. “Put them away, kitten. I’m telling you this isn’t that. Okay?”
“You’re a good liar,” I murmur. “Keep lying
