Entangled ✔️

Chapter 9

In which our hero and heroine talk about COITUS

Ahana thought. I lust Adam. I love Jason. Big difference.

It put everything into perspective for her. The decision wasn’t difficult, under those assertions.

“Do you think they have chocolate ice cream here?” Ahana asked.

Adam cocked his eyebrow, obviously surprised by her question. “I have no idea. Why do you ask?”

“Because I like having Chocolate icecream when I’m stressed,” she replied, thinking she wasn’t just stressed. She was burning up and needed something cold.

“I don’t mean to cause you anxiety. Don’t worry. I’ll get you ice cream whether they have it here or not, if that’s what you want.”

“Wow, Adam, that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me,” she replied with a smile.

He wasn’t smiling. He looked contrite and apologetic. “I’m a total ass. I’ve been hostile and cruel to you. If you don’t want to do this, I completely understand.”

She shook her head. “I like your honesty. It makes me feel I can trust you.”

“Then my honest opinion is we should have sex.”

“What are the stipulations for this coitus contract?”

“I knew the Physicist in you would come out soon.” Adam took her hand and kissed her fingertips before setting it down. It was a completely unexpected gesture. Damn…he was an excellent negotiator.

“My only rule is that you have to be patient with me.” She watched his shoulders relax, and he exhaled as if he’d been holding a long breath.

“I promise that you’ll set the pace. My only rules are that we have safe sex, you understand that I won’t spend the night, and that I have sex with other women. Oh, and the most important rule, the cardinal rule, the non-negotiable one…”

“What?”

“Don’t fall in love with me,” Adam responded with complete seriousness. Ahana couldn’t help but giggle.

“God, you have an ego. You really think I’m so fickle that I’m going to fall out of love with Jason and in love with you. You’re drop-dead gorgeous. Even I can see that. You’re sexy, and I have fun with you. I’m glad you’re my friend, but I’m a total realist here. I don’t covet any sort of relationship with you.”

Ahana felt guilty about her outburst when Adam’s shocked expression transformed into hurt. She never expected him to be upset by her comment. He looked away from her for a moment as if to compose himself. His voice was quiet, almost strained when he did speak. “I know you don’t think so, but sex changes girls. I’ve seen it over and over again.”

“I’m not like most girls, Adam. I know what I want,” Ahana answered simply.
He nodded, giving her a weak smile.

“That’s for sure. In fact, I’d say you’re not like any other girl I’ve ever met, and just so we’re clear, that’s a compliment.”

She wanted to make him feel comfortable again, so she decided to turn the conversation to a subject matter he’d appreciate. “How many girls have you slept with?”

“I don’t know…tons.”

“So more than two thousand?” Ahana asked seriously.

“What?”

“A ton is two thousand, so by saying tons, you would be literally saying at least four thousand.”

“I wasn’t being literal, smart-ass,” Adam replied, stifling his laugh.