Kayla remained seated, clutching her hands together. After a long pause, she finally found the courage to look up at him. “I have always been of the opinion that two people should get to know each other first before bringing something as complicated as sex into the equation.” That was what she used to think until she met him. That rule appeared to have less meaning to her now, in fact, it appeared to have no relevancy at all where he was concerned.
He smiled again as he moved and sat on the chair opposite her as if he was reading her thoughts again. A part of her was thankful, relieved even, that he didn’t take the seat beside her. She needed distance from him to think clearly.
He leaned forward resting his forearms on his thighs and gathering his fingers together. “Since you claim not to have ever participated in a one-night stand, you may want to try it before discrediting it. Who knows, you may enjoy it. Having sex with no emotional ties can be very . . . liberating,” he finally said.
He didn’t believe her that she had never done this before. Or maybe he wasn’t used to getting a rejection. With his looks, he probably got every woman in bed on their first meeting. Hell, even she felt the enormous pull of his male attraction. She had surprised herself that she wasn’t romping on the floor with him yet.
“Sounds like you enjoy, no-strings-attached relationships instead of emotional ones,” Kayla said.
He leaned back on the couch, stretching his arm out on the backside, and crossing his legs. “Been there and done that. I’ve had my fill of emotional involvements. Let’s just say, I find the unemotional relationships less expensive.”
Ouch! This man had been burned, badly. That was why she constantly had the feeling he didn’t trust in what she said. Once burned, twice shy. She wanted to ask him about it, but that was none of her business. She did feel sympathy for him. A few of her guy friends including her older brother had gotten taken advantage of in their relationships and paid dearly. She knew it wasn’t so much the money but the emotional hurt that they endured that caused them so much pain and of course a large chunk of lost pride.
“Sorry,” the word had popped accidentally out of her mouth.
“No need to feel sorry. I’ve moved on.”
Had he? Although he probably believed what he was saying, she sensed too much heaviness in his tone to know it wasn’t the truth. Trust was a fragile thing. Once broken, it was seldom fixable. It was obvious that this man had trust issues. His lack of trust obviously extended to her. Kayla wondered if she wanted to delve into a physical relationship with a man that didn’t trust her. Although, if it was purely physical, would trust really matter?