A pained expression crossed Bruce's face. I won't hurt anyone, but this isn't a conversation for a crowd. The sex, or who the sex is with? he asked. ue eyes at me, set into a face that was a good face, but it wasn't the face that he'd shown me the first few times I'd met him.
They're like this hyperfocus predator. No one's good with this kind of pain, but men seem especially bad at it. But now I could feel his body, heavy, aching with a passion that had been building for months. Not boyfriend, not lover, it can get a little confusing.
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