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I couldn’t break those connections and make things awkward by wanting to fuck him.

Or wanting to hold him.

Wanting to get to know him.

No, none of that. Ever.

I was not going to think about Prior.

My phone buzzed as I stuffed my pajamas and sheets into the washer, not caring if I had to mix them. I looked down at it, standing naked in my laundry room, and cursed.

Great, of course.

Prior:Hey, just seeing how you’re doing. You didn’t talk to me much this week, and I wanted to make sure you were feeling okay.

“I didn’t talk to you because I’m avoiding you. I’m not going to use the word avoiding because that would make you matter.”

And now I was standing naked in my laundry room and talking to myself while looking at a text from a man I’d just had a weird sex dream about.

I had reached a new level of insanity, and I wasn’t quite sure what to do now that I was in this new circle of hell.

I let out a breath and answered him.

Me:I’m fine. Just doing some laundry.

That wasn’t a lie. I wouldn’t tell him that I was doing laundry because every time I looked at my sheets, I thought about wrapping my lips around his cock. But then again, we hadn’t been in my bedroom, we had been on my couch.

Could I wash my couch? Or maybe burn it?

I would have to get a whole new couch, but that was fine. Maybe then I wouldn’t have sex dreams about Prior on that one.

Images of a sofa I had never seen before filled my mind with me bent over the back of it as Prior slammed into me.

Great, great, great.

Now I was having daydreams about fucking Prior.

I needed to get that out of my mind. Maybe rub one out to Channing Tatum or someone.

Was Channing Tatum the current hot guy?

No, Oscar Isaac. Oscar Isaac would be the one I would have daydreams about.

And his hair sort of looked like Prior’s with the way it curled right at his neck and temples.

What the hell, Paris?

I growled and looked at my phone as it pinged again.

Prior:If you say so. Well, I’m around this weekend if you need anything.

“Why would I need anything? Why is he being so nice?”

I needed to stop talking to myself.

Me:Thanks. Just doing housework. See you on Monday.

Prior:Good deal.