Broken
burst out laughing. “What?”
    “Remember? You said you weren’t sure if you like me or if it was just that you wanted to empty your balls.”
    “I don’t remember it being an issue of whether I like you. I like you a lot already, Ciera. Get that clear.”
    Good thing she was pretty brown because she knew she blushed like a kid right then.
    “My lack of action for so long proves I’m a good guy and that I don’t jump into a sexual relationship with any woman.”
    “You cling to that good guy thing.”
    “It’s my only card.”
    She let her gaze sweep him from head to toe. “Not the only one.”
    “Mm, good to know. Thanks. Let me walk you back to your car.”
    “No, it’s fine. I’m going to run a few errands while I’m in this area.”
    “Okay.” He kissed her before she could stop him, but it was just a brush of his lips, enough to leave her wanting. “I’ll call you.”
    “Sure. Talk to you later.”
    Ciera spoke the words matter-of-factly, and Nathan studied her face a moment and then turned on his heel to walk away. She watched him as he disappeared around a corner and then started off in the opposite direction. The truth was, she had nothing to buy. Being with him had been so much fun, and that raised alarm bells in her head. She had teased him about his sexual desire, but in actuality she was scared stiff about him seeing her naked. If she kept seeing him, it would happen. They were attracted to each other. On her end, it was understandable. On his, it might be like he said because it had been so long. Any cootchie might do, but she wasn’t confident about her body.
    Her girlfriend had encouraged Ciera to get in shape so she would look great for when “Mr. Wonderful” came along. In some ways, Ciera agreed. In others, she didn’t. Why should she change her body to try to please some man? Shouldn’t he love her for who and what she was? Yet, she had her desires too, and hot men appealed just like they did to many other women. Thinking Mr. Wonderful should want her despite her appearance while she held him to certain standards wasn’t fair. The thing was though, she knew she was in danger of falling for just about any man who treated her right, no matter what he looked like. Fear kept her crippled and alone. She was terrified that anybody coming into her life might be great in the beginning and turn out to be like Tony in the end.
    Not to mention admitting to him I might not be able to have kids.
    Ciera groaned because everything came back to the same hurts and challenges. Maybe she should resign herself to being an old maid and give up on dating. No risks, no pain. The motto wasn’t all negative. She could use her own hands and toys to satisfy her needs just like she’d been doing for the last two years. Then at some point, her sexual desire would begin to wane. Eventually, she might be able to go through life not having orgasms at all.
    Ciera stopped in the street and stared at nothing in particular. The bleakness of her thoughts almost made her throw up. She must be crazy. No, she couldn’t go another umpteen years without the touch of another. Okay, so if she guarded her heart, maybe she could figure something out. Whether that something would be with Nathan remained to be seen.
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    “What are you wearing?”
    Ciera rolled her eyes. “I think that question has been asked by every man on the planet at least once.”
    “Does that mean nothing?”
    She laughed and looked down. Having just stepped out of the shower, she only wore one of her specially purchased oversize towels. When she found them on Amazon, guaranteed to cover her wide hips, she had jumped on them and ordered seven. The towel covered her breasts and belly, but it left her thighs bare, which liked to rub together. Seeing them now, she noted the dimpled skin and sighed.
    “No, it means get my naked body out of your head,” she quipped.
    “Why should I? We’ve been dating two

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