“Always in such a hurry.” She snickered. Oh, yes, better than undressing him, when he twitches at her touch. “You sit alone, naked, watching tv.” Delicately she tugged at his pants. “You haven’t tried to do so while I’m around.”
“I would never be unclothed around a woman.” Tony rolled his eyes. “Or are you forgetting that I am a perfect gentleman?”
More laughter. Very deliberate, she stroked her fingers over his cock, first light, then with increasing pressure.
“You’re really not going to give this up, are you, Summer?” Tony groaned. “Am I going to have to go through this every time I tell you that I love you? If that’s the case I can easily stop.”
“Go through — !” she spluttered. “Fine. Just fine.” She rolled off the couch, face flaming, and flung his shirt at him. “You don’t want me either, that’s fine.” Tears starred her cheeks, unnoticed. “You just — you just call me if you change your mind, Tony.” Snatching up her bag, she jerked the door open and slammed it behind her.
She should have known better. She should always have known better, Summer told herself furiously, angry tears sliding down her face. Of course the sorority girls were right. In what world would anyone want to be with her? She would never be good enough.
[Text] Not sorry. We don’t need to have sex all the fucking time, people do just hang out and talk you know. Just because I don’t want to fuck you all the time doesn’t mean I don’t want you around.
[Text] If you want to come back that’s fine but I’m not about to chase you down.
Tony scowled as he wrote the texts and threw it back onto the table as he sent them.
The text alert going off startled Summer so badly she shrieked a little, and a circle of tiny flames sprang up about her. It vanished almost as soon as it appeared, leaving a ring of blackened stone, and she pressed her hand to her hammering heart, staring at the marks. Slowly, she fumbled her phone out of her pocket to read the messages.
What should she say back? Was she really being too needy, too demanding? She hadn’t let Chuck have sex with her; she didn’t know how much was too much. Drawing up her ragged courage, she walked back to Tony’s place and tapped at the door.