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"No, I do a weekly injection for my estrogen. I just took it yesterday."

"We should be all set then. Text Freida and I'll figure out what to make for dinner. Also, I need to warn my parents away, they'll drive us insane if I don't."

"I like your parents." I really did. After the one night of spending time with them, I felt so much better about my future. A lot of the damage growing up in a small town without access to the information I needed disappeared. I'd held on to the beliefs instilled in me by my sheltered upbringing. My parents hadn't meant to do that. They'd both grown up in traditional households. They'd been paired by a matchmaker.

"Yeah, I love them, but I know them. They'll fuck with me just for amusement, especially dad. He lives to punani-block me."

I snorted so loud I hurt myself and they released me to head off to check the cabinets and fridge. While I dug out my phone, my gaze followed them. Taking in the slender strength of their shoulders, lean muscle flexing beneath lightly tanned skin. I loved the subtle strength of them. Their natural grace while they moved. Rogue was a person who knew who they were. That made me envious. I wondered if I'd ever get to that point.

Opening my messages, I clicked on Freida's contact and typed in a quick message that I'd be with Rogue for three days. I needed that time for me. Rogue had told me before to be selfish. That wasn't a natural thing for me. Guilt was sometimes my default. Guilty for leaving home without telling my parents the truth. Guilty for every little thing that wasn't the so-called norm. I was tired of feeling that way. Maybe that's why I haven't found true happiness yet.

Freida: I WANT ALL THE DETAILS WHEN YOU GET HOME!

I laughed and covered my mouth.

"Freida all for it?" Rogue asked without turning around.

"She demanded all the details in all CAPS."

"Of course she did. Let's not disappoint her then."

I replied that I wasn't kissing and telling. That wasn't something I'd done before. Freida would demand, but she wouldn't push if I didn't want to share. Yet that was before I'd met Rogue. This time Freida might not be put off by me saying no.

"There's an extra charger on the counter if you need it, babygirl."

I glanced up from my phone to find Rogue studying me.

"If at any point you want to leave, I won't keep you here. I just want you all to myself for a while. We can spend the next three days doing all the getting to know each other. Find out what I want and if it matches what you require. I've only had a few semi-long-term relationships, nothing I saw lasting forever. With you, babygirl, I want everything."

"We can do that."

The smile Rogue gave me made my chest tighten as if I'd given them the best gift they'd ever received. I just hoped I was worthy of all that hope. Slipping onto one of the barstools, I settled in to watch them gather whatever they were making for dinner. I was going to relax and just enjoy, as they called it, my mini vacation. Tomorrow I'd call my co-workers to see if I could find someone to cover that one shift. If nothing else, I had Rogue all to myself for forty-eight hours and I couldn't wait.

Chapter 12

Rogue

Leaning back on the arm of the couch, Trinity rested against my chest as she clicked through the channels. We'd had dinner, she'd helped me clean up and I'd given her a t-shirt to change into. Over the time we'd spent apart, I hadn't dreamed Trinity would show up at my house unannounced like she had. Keeping her for three days, not having to share, I was going to take advantage of every second.

I drew circles on her silky thighs with my fingertips. My lips twitched, feeling the goosebumps popping under my touch. Keeping my touch innocent was priority. Pushing her too soon would kill me. I needed to build trust between us. We'd shared intimacy, I'd learned the spots that caused her breath to hitch. There was a ticklish spot on her right hip that made her arch away.

In the short time I'd had her in my arms, I'd memorized all those hot zones for her. Trinity would be shocked to find out what I knew about her and her body. I doubted any other lover of hers had taken the time to learn about her. Which was a shame, every woman, hell, person should have someone who worshiped them. Especially my baby. I longed for her to feel needy enough to demand what she wanted. My babygirl should always be mindless with desire when she was in my bed or any other surface I could get her on.

"Rogue?"

"Yeah, babygirl?" I nuzzled the side of her neck exposed by her hair pulled into a messy bun.

"I really like this."

'I'm glad. Has no one ever just snuggled you before?"

"No, mainly I just had hookups. There was some foreplay, ya know, nothing extensive. Kissing, touching… enough to relax enough to stretch me. You're the first person I ever slept with."

"That night you fell asleep here was the first time?" I asked. How the hell could that be? She was twenty-six, yet no one had invited her for a sleepover? Once she was in my bed, I knew I'd never let her leave.

She nodded. "I always went to the hookup spot. Everyone I met was closeted. Other than exchanging texts with when and where, there wasn't any other interaction."

"I don't get that. You meet a woman you're interested in, you show them respect. Buy or cook them dinner. Demand enthusiastic consent."