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It becomes even more clear in this moment why I’ve never settled down before.

Why no other woman has ever held my interest.

A transcendent connection like ours is once in a lifetime. Sex like ours isn’t possible without it.

Does Clover realize this?

Is she going to give us a chance long enough to find out?

Chapter twenty-three

Clover

Three Mornings Later

It’s four in the morning.

We’ve been back at Joar’s house for the past two days. He’s sound asleep, softly snoring. Breathing out little puffs of air with his arm is flung over his head. He looks so innocent. Peaceful.

When he’s anything but.

The things he does to my body.

And he’s so insanely handsome. I’ve never been so attracted to a man in my life.

He makes me feel things I never thought were possible. In the sweet moments when we’re cuddled up watching TV and feeding each other ice cream, I’m fully convinced Joar wants a real relationship me.

Even though he was pissed at first when I bolted a few days ago, he was also patient, kind, and understanding when I explained why I freaked out.

Our connection is so intense.

Too intense.

It can’t be real.

We’ve slipped right back into the fantasy sex bubble. Haven’t worn clothes in three days. Joar takes me to heights I never knew were possible. I think I do the same for him—there’s no denying we’re magic sexual beings together.

JJ’s my unicorn lover. The man who invented Hate Dates. Cuddles like it’s his job. Fucks me just the right way.

JJ makes me feel satiated. Fulfilled. Exhausted.

Loved.

Joar’s domineering and opinionated. The man who wants to possess me.

Joar makes me feel anxious. Uncertain. Insecure.

Scared.

I turn away from him. Shut my eyes, knowing it’s useless. Sleep eludes me because I’m so far out of my comfort zone, I don’t know what to do or how to act.

I’m in over my head with no safety net.

Tomorrow, he’s leaving on that business trip for an entire month.

I don’t know what it means for us. Or if there is an us.

My mind whirls with confusion. What is the status of our relationship? Will he fuck someone else in London? Do I have the right to ask?