Chapter Seven
HARLIE
Spent, I dropped my head into the curve of his neck, panting for breath. Sweat slicked our bodies, making our skin stick together uncomfortably as the condom-covered c**k still inside me slowly deflated.
His scent, stronger now, filled my lungs with each breath, painfully reminding me what I’d just done, and more importantly, with whom.
Christ, in a moment of weakness I’d f****d Rex, the last man I should have gone anywhere near. The man who had broken my heart and crushed my dreams. And then he spoke, sending my world spiraling out of control, breaking my heart all over again.
Nuzzling his nose in my hair, he sighed and confessed, “I’d always imagined our first time together being romantic but f**k if that wasn’t hot as hell.”
He didn’t remember our first tim
