“I’m the brooding outcast with a fear of intimacy now, am I?”
“Those are your words,” she smiled, “I would have gone for ‘mysterious loner’ myself.”
“Mysterious loner? That makes me sound like a total weirdo. Like ‘the mysterious loner’ would be the guy who you are not surprised to find out has a creepily specific porn collection that is kept alphabetized and stored in a visible place. The ‘brooding outcast’ is a sexy enigma that women wish they could tame; let’s go with my version.”
“I think I’ve already got you tamed Mr. Brooding Outcast.”
“What makes you so certain of that?”
She had still been stood beside the bed but before she could respond he had managed to pull her to the bed and get her pinned beneath him. He kissed her; it was passionate and rough. For some reason it had come
