Page 64 of Nicoletta
NICOLETTA
Bolt goes into the kitchen and returns with two more cups of coffee. He kicks off his boots, plumps up the pillows and sits on the other side of the bed with his back against the headboard.
“Kinda weird, right?” He runs his finger over the rim of the cup.
“What’s that?” I ask, not quite sure where he’s heading.
“You and me.” He says the three words like that explains the last two weeks.
“Is there a you and me?” Might as well ask the hard questions.
“There sure the fuck is.” He turns to me.
“Everything changed after Diesel found the knife I hid, and I get it. I betrayed you.”
His eyes narrow. “You remember the first time we were in this room?”
“Kinda hard to forget, but you didn’t answer my question.”
“That is the answer.”
“I don’t think what happened that night or any other nightwe had sex constitutes a you and me.” I cock my head. “More like hot, crazy out-of-control sex.”
“So, what’s your point?”
“Are you trying to be obtuse?” I ask.
He makes a face. “First of all, what’s obtuse? And second, the fact we had that hot sex means there is a you and me.”
“I’m sure you’ve had hot sex with plenty of other women way before me.”
“Not like that.”
I mash my lips together. “I call bullshit.”
“Okay, maybe hot sex, but not like with you, and I’m thinking you felt the same way. I’m also thinking . . .”
“What?”
“Don’t get pissed . . . but didBradleyever get you off?”
I throw him a death glare. “Yes.”
His eyes widen. “Now I’m calling bullshit.”
I huff out a breath. “Well, not all the time. Sometimes, I mean.” I put the coffee cup to my lips and drink deep. “Very rarely.”
“Just what I thought.”
“Now, you’re going to be all smug.”
“Not smug, just right.” He grins. “I knew the minute you walked up to me that first night that you weren’t getting it regular, or you weren’t getting it right.”
“Reallllly?” I drawl. “And what tipped you off?”
He smirks, shaking his head slightly. “A hot-lookin’ babe like you who gives herself up to me like you did. Who wants to get fucked in the back of a shit bar with an outlaw biker, and then gets even hotter when some random guys stop to watch?”
“And that told you I was desperate?” I ask.
