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the bed. "We had a lot of fun. I'm not looking for anything else. Let's just shake hands and say goodbye."
    "Do you want to fuck me again?" The question is bold, direct and immediately I feel myself getting aroused by its brashness.
    "Who wouldn't?" I toss back. "That was amazing."
    "So, you come back and we have more fun."
    "That's treading on dangerous ground." I stand and start the search for my panties.
    "Why?" He reaches over the side of the bed and pulls them from the floor.
    "It's not just random sex then, it's something else." I cringe. I wish I had just said a weak yes when he asked if we could sleep together again.
    "Not if we both understand the other's expectations."
    "What are your expectations?" I ask even though I'm not certain that I want to know the answer.
    "I'm fickle," he admits. "I like variety."
    I smile at the confession. It was obvious when he first approached me at the club that any interest he might be showing in me would be fleeting.
    "I don't want or need complications. I just want to have sex." His tone is calm and direct.
    "You make it sound so easy." I laugh. "You have to run into complications. There must be women who become emotionally attached if you fuck them more than once."
    "Sometimes." His gaze falls to the bed. "If that happens I end things."
    "You use women." My voice doesn't sound like my own. I sound too righteous. Why I am defending any other woman he's slept with in the past?
    He recoils slightly at the words. "Did I use you?"
    "No," I mutter. "I was very willing."
    "If you come back next week, you'll be willing again, right?" He swings his long legs over the bed and stands up. My eyes fall to his groin. Even in a still semi-hard state he's very imposing.
    "If I decided to sleep with you again, yes, it would be because I wanted it."
    "Then stop worrying about what anyone else feels or thinks." He pulls his boxer briefs on. "I'm very honest with any woman I fuck. They know it's just for that. No strings."
    "We won't get attached to each other?" I tilt my head to the side.
    "It's a physical relationship." His hands pull on his belt as he does up his pants. "If either of us feels anything emotional, we end it."
    "What about others?" I ask. I'm not expecting him to offer me anything exclusive. I just want to understand the boundaries of what he's proposing. Sex with a man like this is all I really need as I build my life in Manhattan. I could get my needs fulfilled without having to date.
    "I don't ask and you don't ask." He winks. "It's not either of our business."
    "You make it sound so simple." I reach to pull my heels back on.
    "It is." He glances at his watch. "Today is Wednesday. You come back here next Wednesday at ten o'clock. I'll be here waiting for you."
    I purse my lips considering the proposition.
    "No strings?" I ask softly.
    "No strings." He nods towards the bed. "Just more of that."
     

Chapter 8
     
     
    "So essentially, you two are fuck buddies?" Rebecca whispers from behind her desk in the cubicle where she spends her days working for one of the biggest investment firms in the city.
    "I guess." I shrug my shoulders. "I hadn't really labeled it."
    "And you're good with him fucking a different woman every night of the week?" She pulls her lips across her teeth in a grimace.
    "I'm not going to think about that," I lie. It's all I've thought about since I left Nathan's hotel room last night. Was I really okay with having sex one night a week with a man who was fucking most of Manhattan the other six nights?
    "The sex must have been phenomenal for you to agree to that." She rolls her eyes. "I would have just taken what I got and ended it."
    "I haven't even decided if I'm going back." Lie number two. I was already craving his touch again and the thought of waiting almost a week to feel his body inside of mine was causing withdrawal. I had to make myself come in the shower this morning just to find the focus I needed for this meeting with Cassandra, Rebecca's boss.
    "You