“So?”
“So tell me you’d be okay with me fucking you and others.”
No, but after me, you’ll want no one else,I thought to myself.
“As long as you’re okay with the same,” I told him.
His eyebrows shot up as he studied me.
“What? I’m not ready to settle down. I have goals and dreams and aspirations.”
He turned and started to walk away.
“Where are you going?”
He stopped and looked back. “If I come back out here and you’re gone, it means you’re smarter than I am. If I come back out and you’re still here, I’ll know you mean what you said. If we do this, it’s physical, Ava. That means you don’t tell anyone—”
“I won’t,” I said almost too enthusiastically.
“Not even Harper,” he said.
“Of course not Harper,” I huffed.
He looked me up and down again. “You should be gone when I get back.”
“You should break up with that bitch before you come back out.”
The corner of his mouth quirked up, and he nodded.