Conrad
I could barely make eye contact with my mate. In fact, I had a feeling that things were over between us before it had begun.
“Conrad? What…what did you mean by that?” Ronnie questioned the second we heard the front door close. Callum had gone out, and I couldn’t find it in myself to be angry or upset with him.
“Look, the thing is, it was always going to be one of us, right? So, it was bound to happen and…it’s…look, I’m not…” I took a deep breath as I finally turned to face her properly. She deserved the truth. “I didn’t think we were there yet; you know? Being intimate is…well, it’s intimate,”
“Ok…” she said as she sat down on the edge of my bed. “So, you think it was too fast?”
“In a way, yes. I mean, I’ve jerked off almost every night thinking about you, Ronnie, so it isn’t
