“Talk?”
He leaned against the counter and crossed his arms, still sweaty.
“About how you can’t get enough of me?”
“About rules,” I said, trying to sound firm.
“This—” I gestured between us, “—is getting out of hand. We just met, and I’m not trying to make this a thing.”
He tilted his head, his grin fading slightly. “A thing? Kaylor, I’m not proposing here. What’s on your mind?”
“No feelings involved,” I stated flatly. “No cuddling. No bringing other people home. Just… this. s*x. Nothing else.”
He laughed. “You’re laying down the law, huh? You were the one that seemed jealous, but fine. No feelings, no cuddling, no hookups here. Deal?”
“Deal,” I said, holding his gaze, trying to ignore the weird twist in my gut. “Let’s keep it simple.”
“Simple’s my middle name,” he said, winking. “
